would you say that it’s like this forever?
if it could only stop, ever…
it’s just the way things turn out,
the way it always is
and i can’t forget this, never…
we see it all in such different colours
we see it now that it’s changing shape
the violet in our eyes, the violence in disguise
the shades and the shadows that we all see as our own
it’s the violet that we all love to despise
i am my own, am i alone?
am i alone?
i am my own, i am alone
but everything is violet…
there’s nothing at all we can do to change this
now that everything is violet.
just forget about this,
just forget about me
we’ll just suffer individually
we’ll pretend it’s alright
can you pretend it’s alright?
can you really survive this misery?