Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever - Colours Run
Come waterfall, burning skin
Evaporates into notin
Hard times are
Waiting with the season
Don't fight the feeling that comes, the cold, the conical drums, the swaying down the hall
Falling onto the tiles
Lay catching by the sea
seperation by degrees
Three days of easy livin'
hopin' that the tide would come
But i, my summer time
The time is done, but i aint leavin
Six am supermarkets shines
And the colours run
Somebody cut me down
The blood ran on the ground
I got them sneakin around technicolour dawn
Evaporates into notin
Hard times are
Waiting with the season
Don't fight the feeling that comes, the cold, the conical drums, the swaying down the hall
Falling onto the tiles
Lay catching by the sea
seperation by degrees
Three days of easy livin'
hopin' that the tide would come
But i, my summer time
The time is done, but i aint leavin
Six am supermarkets shines
And the colours run
Somebody cut me down
The blood ran on the ground
I got them sneakin around technicolour dawn
Come waterfall, burning skin
Evaporates into notin
Hard times are
Waiting with the season
Don't fight the feeling that comes, the cold, the conical drums, the swaying down the hall
Falling onto the tiles
Lay catching by the sea
seperation by degrees
Three days of easy livin'
hopin' that the tide would come
But i, my summer time
The time is done, but i aint leavin
Six am supermarkets shines
And the colours run
Somebody cut me down
The blood ran on the ground
I got them sneakin around technicolour dawn
Evaporates into notin
Hard times are
Waiting with the season
Don't fight the feeling that comes, the cold, the conical drums, the swaying down the hall
Falling onto the tiles
Lay catching by the sea
seperation by degrees
Three days of easy livin'
hopin' that the tide would come
But i, my summer time
The time is done, but i aint leavin
Six am supermarkets shines
And the colours run
Somebody cut me down
The blood ran on the ground
I got them sneakin around technicolour dawn
