Blood Cells

Do you like my red skin I can't take it off for you now I was made of hues from the land and I don't know how You weren't made for me but I can't find a new way Satin cheeks whispering I can see clearly now Which way to choose I always lose some sense of self Wondering when it gets better taste my blood cells Yellow undertones but my thumbs aren't green and I can't win Water screams next to me and it softens the din We're parts of a whole but the hole is growing larger each day Look around the rain is gone and everyone's still gray Which way to choose I always lose some sense of self Wondering when it gets better taste my blood cells Citrus smells and alkaline rot my brain what's the use? Pondering the point of this existence Sitting in the blue