When you're feeling black and blueNothing makes you want to moveHanging out is such a?boreAnd?everyone is such?a whoreWhen you lose your will?to seeNothing makes you want to breatheMasturbation's lost it's funI?came?enough?for number oneCold?in the sunColors?are bright againCold in the sunStars are aligned againCold in the sunLife as a mannequinReach inside the candy boxFinding what you lostYour shaky hands will find the dreamThat's waiting there for you and meIf you feel you never winPush it all away againRemember when you learned to flyA taste will open up the skyCold in the sunColors are bright againCold in the sunStars are aligned againCold in the sunLife as a mannequinLife as a mannequinCold in the sunColors are bright againCold in the sunStars are aligned againCold in the sunLife as a mannequinLife as a mannequinLife as a mannequin
