Critical Mass V2

The paint soaks through the paper Let it bleed out again There's no such thing as later Don't you dare tell me that there's an end My ideas are trying to chase me Straight into the sea There's no floor of the ocean beneath me The water's a bit too deep Take no more Take no more The sun comes out when I want it And lingers a bit too long You come with the rain For which I grow a bit too fond Your heart's made of gold Mine is made of flesh Hoping that it means you're by my side I only wish you the best Take no more Take no more Take no more Take no more Don't tell me that you don't love me Those words I can't bear to hear Your eyes see nothing above above me Your eyes see nothing but fear Take no more Take no more Take no more Take no more Take no more Take no more