passion colors everything

Poets Of The Fall

This is my toothpaste moment
Oh, I'll need to flash a smile
I'll be the super-absorbent-man
Watch them flock to me in single file
And i'll need to do it with style
I need to keep me up the date
Swallowing the sun run another mile
It's overrated how we underrate

*Refrão:
I dance in tune with what I fear, to do adrenaline.
Completely rapt with what I hear.
When passion colors everything,
the songs I sing, from way out there to deep within.
The face I wear behind my grin.
The mess I made to the original sin.
Everything, everything, everything.

I have a mind for simple things,
but things are not of mind to simplify.
Theres always some loophole technicality,
you buy into and pay until you die.
Money doesn't bring me joy,
it's more like a darling dead weight.
And I semm to have lost my appetite.
It's underrated how we overrate.

I dance entangled with my dear,
she pulls my every string.
Completely trapped yet never here
when passion colors everything,
the songs I sing, from way out there to deep within.
The face I wear behind my grin.
The mess I made to the original sin.
Everything, everything, everything.

And when I'm finally brought to my senses
parade the rain on my parade, before I'm back to my defenses, to watch the whole thing escalate

*Refrão