Stream Of Consciousness

I turn the lights down
Throw the towel in
And feel pretty much nothing
I think that's the kind of pain
That worries me, and I
Like to think that I'm growing up
And that I'm learnin'
But I've no idea what's underneath
And the foundations
I laid down are too light for my skin
And he said he wants to
Take me abroad but I can barely fly
With my own wings and
Love really confuses me
Like how much are you supposed to give?
(That's all I had)

I dream in colour, hate the summer
I act tougher than I really am
I'm a fuck up, told my mother
I don't love her when she's all that I have
And I'm twenty one
But feel like I'm gettin' on
The child in me has been and gone
Isn't that sad?
I dream in colour, hate the summer
Please don't tell me this is all that I am
It's all that I am

I think deep down I quite like being
Held at night, you know?
Someone to touch
Something to believe in
And there's like twenty one
Reasons as to why I'm here, but like
Ninety-nine reasons as to
Why there's just no meaning
(That's quite depressing)
And if I make something out of myself
It'll be mad beautiful
Like the way he looked at me
When I asked him to dance
This isn't a stream of consciousness
This is more like a big
Fat fucking "No one asked"

I dream in colour, hate the summer
I act tougher than I really am
I'm a fuck up, told my mother
I don't love her
When she's all that I have
And I'm twenty one
But feel like I'm gettin' on
The child in me has been and gone
Isn't that sad?
I dream in colour, hate the summer
Please don't tell me this is all that I am
It's all that I am