Colors (Joel Fletcher & Nathan Thomson Remix) - Halsey

Written By：Ashley Frangipane/Dylan Bauld

Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so

You said your mother only smiled on her TV show

You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with **

I hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old

You're dripping like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowing sink

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece

And now I'm tearing through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue

His pills his hands his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors

Pulled apart at the seams

And it's blue

And it's blue

Everything is grey

His hair his smoke his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color

He don't know what it means

And he's blue

And he's blue

Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so

You said your mother only smiled on her TV show

You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with **

I hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old

You're dripping like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowing sink

You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece

And now I'm tearing through the pages and the ink

Everything is blue

His pills his hands his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors

Pulled apart at the seams

And it's blue

And it's blue

Everything is grey

His hair his smoke his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color

He don't know what it means

And he's blue

And he's blue