EP REVIEW: Colorblind – Who Sold You This Truth
I’m at the end of my rope.
I’m at the end of my rope.
I hear my voice echo through you.
At the end of the day, I don’t want to fade.
Will you meet me at the diner?
Hold the weight of my mistakes and take my hand.
What will they say in the face of Armageddon?
I felt you call from the void.
Careless or calculated? A poison on the needle.
Everyone has to feel the frailty of existence.