Pink

 

Pink

 

I have a world inside me no one can see

I can color a stop sign purple and pink

Others to see oh

They’d need hallucinations or a drink

Me? it’s all in what I think

 

I’m too much of tricks

Too much of treats

Too much of trouble

I got it all and I got it doubled

Yin and Yang with a little tang

I’m a the rainbow after the rain

I’m a sunrise on a dark night

I’m a full moon

Coloring the world with mystery and magic

I can cause a panic

As I get fierce and I get frantic

Oh I can cause a panic

 

As I go and walk on by

Grass grows and the world sings a lullaby

Everything is wild and alive

I grow vines I grow roses and thorns

I leave the world a little less

Every lover I leave forelorn

Cause they can’t cut off my horns

 

Cause no one can capture my mind

I’m a girl out of time

I’m bright rainbows and I’m icy cold butterflies

I visualize I create delight or a little demise

Everywhere I go oh everything grows

I’m a wicked, wicked woe

Oh I’m all these wicked wicked woes

I’m asking the dead and Wordsworth

I’m asking the dead what are my words worth?

 

I think I’m a girl out of time

I think I talk to the dead

And when their little eyes

Crawl out of their skull

I watch them skitter like spiders

I eat them for the fire

 

I sacrifice souls to Hades

To a flaming blue Pyre

Oh that’s when all my pink

All my pink is vomit and bile

That’s when I cackle and laugh

As a ghost steals my smile

Stitching on another to make a laugh

Then I’m Ms Cackle and Ms Cruel

Cruella de Vil with just a little Devil

In all my fashions fur and finery

As I roast little dogs over hot hot coals

As I steal their spots to create a new skin

I need out of mine it’s out of fashion

And it’s too much damn sin

 

I’m as mad as the mad hatter

Two times as cute

I’m got a little fear I’m scared of puke

I’m robotic I’m chaotic I’m a little neurotic

 

I have a world inside me no one can see

I color the asphalt purple and pink

Others to see oh

they’d need hallucinations Or a drink

Me? It’s all in what I think

It’s all in what I think

Oh it’s all in what I think

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