Originally Inspired By: Colors By Halsely

Lay in the darkness, don't say a thing,
Old news and a picture Smiling.
Hold your brother closer,
He looks into your eyes, that is all that ever mattered.

Running through the crowds, you scold me,
Messy long hair, now tied and braided with moonlight.
Climb into the mechanism, no hesitation,
Give me a gift but you're not there for presentation.

She's telling lies again, not telling father,
Sink into the covers deeper.
I don't care now, I'm not sitting still nor staying,
Run until I can't walk I hear somebody talking, I swing.

Mommy always loved me I knew that,
But the mean old man smells worst than a dead rat.
So maybe I never had the greatest life,
But I'll happily give it up to end others strife.

I can't even call you 'Father'
Left me alone with my now crazed Mother.
So I ran away and met the King' daughter,
We found someone else after they swung a hammer.

Grandmother said father left to war,
Momma also passed away the same way and last I saw her she was in a car.
She always said I could be whatever I wanted,
Now I'm at this new place, and I don't know about it.

Mother always wanted to be a queen,
I found cursed jewels rarer than an expensive sheen.
Father left me crayons and a pad to draw on,
I died under the rocks of which I raised on the horizon.

Me and Mama never had the best life,
I never met Papa but she said he's coming back and still alive.
I was blamed for the house I burned down,
Maybe I just can't come to terms but I'll keep turning my frown upside-down.

A life as the child of the Gods,
Weren't the best against all odds.
War and strife it's in our blood,
Don't fear death as one day we'll lay in red mud.