Preyé – Color Lyrics

Preyé – Color Lyrics

Hand me a crayon
Muse, hand me a crayon

Let me choose my insanity
Let me draw whatever way I compose
I kiss the face of curiosity
I got 7 more to go…

The alchemist will tell you
We traveled far
Through devils and thieves and scars
Only a trained eye could discern
These folks
They had me at every turn

Sank deep
Moving sheep
To a steep decline
This gene is unfamiliar
With angles and lines

Sank deep
Moving sheep
To a steep decline
This gene is unfamiliar
With angles and lines

Hand me a crayon
Muse, hand me a crayon

Let me choose my insanity
Let me draw whatever way I compose
I kiss the face of curiosity
I got 7 more to go…

Sank deep
Moving sheep
To a steep decline
(oh)

This gene is
Unfamiliar with
Angles and lines
(oh oh)

Muse hand me a crayon
oh
uhh