Solid Matter
Color my emotions
As my red heart turns to black
Listen to the silence
Let the violent ones attack
Break what's broken, heal the spoken
Words are meant to hurt
Color my emotions
Color them with dirt
Solid as a comet
But I'm burning cold inside
I'm a sub-zero antihero
With nowhere left to hide
To follow out the hollow
I am full of emptiness
For goodness sake, It's all too late
To clean up all the mess
Solid matter turns to liquid
Silver into gold
In my mind I'm young
But my body's growing old
Words turn into weapons
Every lie reality
In my dreams I'm everything
When I wake up I'm just me
Color me in monochrome
As darkness turns to light
I'm nothing but a color scheme
With different shades of white
Crush what's dust, break the trust
There's nothing left to say
Color me in monochrome
Color me in gray
Tired as the fire
Cause the heat is getting old
I feel the burning not the hurting
All that's left of me is cole
Full devotion to the motion
Moving me inside
For goodness sake, It's all too late
To run away or hide
Solid matter turns to liquid
Silver into gold
In my mind I'm young
But my body's growing old
Words turn into weapons
Every lie reality
In my mind I'm everything
When I wake up I'm just me
As my red heart turns to black
Listen to the silence
Let the violent ones attack
Break what's broken, heal the spoken
Words are meant to hurt
Color my emotions
Color them with dirt
Solid as a comet
But I'm burning cold inside
I'm a sub-zero antihero
With nowhere left to hide
To follow out the hollow
I am full of emptiness
For goodness sake, It's all too late
To clean up all the mess
Solid matter turns to liquid
Silver into gold
In my mind I'm young
But my body's growing old
Words turn into weapons
Every lie reality
In my dreams I'm everything
When I wake up I'm just me
Color me in monochrome
As darkness turns to light
I'm nothing but a color scheme
With different shades of white
Crush what's dust, break the trust
There's nothing left to say
Color me in monochrome
Color me in gray
Tired as the fire
Cause the heat is getting old
I feel the burning not the hurting
All that's left of me is cole
Full devotion to the motion
Moving me inside
For goodness sake, It's all too late
To run away or hide
Solid matter turns to liquid
Silver into gold
In my mind I'm young
But my body's growing old
Words turn into weapons
Every lie reality
In my mind I'm everything
When I wake up I'm just me
Credits
Writer(s): Teddy Leksell
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