Sometimes, we wish for the world to change, and we hold onto false hopes that end up breaking our hearts, or worse, our souls. So to blow up everything is the best way to set us free, and become a golden version of ourselves and the spirit we are gi...
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She comes in the most warm colors Charming as your red lips Hot as the orange sun Lighting the yellow stars as Saturn dances I'm overwhelmed by what she might bring Her name is October but my heart cries in August Might be because I met you and I don't have you Wishes didn't come true so I'm hopeless Wanting to live free while craving for happiness Somehow, she woke in me a sense of love Is it that I will finally be loved by you? After the cold summer has gone "Autumn leaves are falling down Like pieces into place" That's what she said before echoing the truth There's no summer love that lasts forever And there's no one that is left without a lover But all I want is to reach happiness Without crawling back into habits Where I could get easily addicted to the pain Of missing someone else that I cannot forget And so is red a furious passion feeling And orange is what your lies taste And yellow is a last name I engraved within me Of missing someone else I could never forget Where I could easily get caught in my own danger Without having anyone to save me But all I want is to get out of the thin glass And there's no enough air to keep breathing There's no summer love that lasts forever That's what he said before telling me I don't matter "Back when I was living For the hope of it all" Aftwr hearing her cold words Is it that I will finally understand you'll never love me? Somehow, October has made me a stronger person Wanting to be free while speaking out loud Wishing that someday my dreams could be real Might be because I'm tired of begging you Her name is October and my heart doesn't remember August I'm overwhelmed by what she might bring Lighting a yellow shot that doesn't kill me Hot as the orange fire that I'm evolving in Charming as those red cheeks Here she comes, in those warming colors.
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We tell our deepest desires to the sea Going on a boat, listening to the laughter of people Talking desperately about their perfect lives Reality tends to hit like a rock bottom I lock my eyes in the foam of my soul Hoping no one but Poseidon could hear me out I've been praying to the universe but it never hears I hope that he listen to my pleadings With each wave the wind faces
We tell our deepest desires to the sea All of them are consumed by their frustrations Painting over it with liters of alcohol At least I don't try to cover it with fake smiles My heart doesn't allow me either Hoping no one but Poseidon could hear me out This is the last time I tell him to set me free Because if not I shall fade away With each wave the wind faces.
