Tallulah's My Mother's Name - Colour

When I say it’s over

It’s cause I’ve had enough

An empty desk chair

Where the mass was kicking off

I will be there, like I said

I will make sure there’s someone in my bed

Can we not sort this out?

Perhaps I spoke too soon

Can we not elevate

The people in this room?

My eyes are frozen shut

I promise not to look

Can we not sort this out?

Perhaps I spoke too soon

Can we not elevate

The people in this room?

Can we not sort this out?

Perhaps I spoke too soon

Can we not elevate

The people in this room?