Colorful Pieces

Sittin' in my room, hiding all my problems from my mom
Lately I've been talking, but things well they're still just as hard
She is done looking to help things
And I said
Baby
I like
The way that you look at me
My mind
It rolls around with you it don't mean a thing
Sittin' in my room, hiding all my druggies from my dad
When I'm with you, theres always purpose
All the moments we had
Lately I feel
So funny
I'm blank again
Yea its comin'
My mind
Is in the back of my brain
They say It's sad but I see it all the same
Baby
I like
The way that you look at me
To be honest
I got problems
But they're ruined by the way you've been feeling



Credits
Writer(s): Colin Keenan, Sam Ryan, Tye Iverson
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