Pastel

Yeah I know what you have but you're coming of sad and I just can't have that

And all your grand plans turn to grains of sand and I just can't have that

Pay attention to your mind though I can't always decipher

Stick with what you lust but you can't when you're desire

Welcome to the world it's a torn up hell

Throw yourself in hope it treats you well

Did it look better in the photos that you found

In a washed out crowd hanging round till they drown

You're just another step closer to nirvana

One door closes and another never bothers