my colorful soul
every color
flashing vivid through my soul
black and blue
a lack of hate
streins through my veins
red to the face
blood dripping down my arm
karma
everything seems to turn around
loud voices surrounding me
but its to late
maybe its fate
seeing a thin layer of light
and it all turns white
flashing vivid through my soul
black and blue
a lack of hate
streins through my veins
red to the face
blood dripping down my arm
karma
everything seems to turn around
loud voices surrounding me
but its to late
maybe its fate
seeing a thin layer of light
and it all turns white