Maybe blue or green
Or something in between
It's not bad to be sad
Give me this empty bottle feeling
Peel back the rind
You, you breathe with ease
Maybe blue or green
Each others tools
Maybe blue, maybe green
And you'll find something kind
May something
I think it's time to repaint
Give me this empty bottle feeling
And reach into foreign lands of your mind
Maybe something in between
Rosy child, strong and wild with apple lungs
You're still you, remember you
Floating on the breeze, floating on the breeze
Through plastic eyes
Dust off your hands
Don't be kind, cause we're all fools
Give me this empty bottle feeling
When the cracks on my bedroom ceiling
It's time to repaint my
It's time to repaint myself
Don't be afraid
I think it's time to repaint
When the cracks on my bedroom ceiling
Try not to peer through plastic eyes
It's time to repaint myself
I think it's time to repaint
When the cracks on my bedroom ceiling
