Clean Me Up

Inside this heart Theres an angry little boy That screams at you Inside my mind Its too hard to find A colour that is appealing In comfort Im in new skies In comfort I can not die Becoming this little secret Dysfunctional,I can see that. Ill scream out loud In my little world Just far enough To be whispers to you Im breathing far too slow here Im breathing far too slow here I miss the colours I miss the colours I miss the colours I miss the colours I miss the colours I miss the colours