(Empty Page) - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Every day I wake up to this grey clouded page

Even with your warmth, only tears well up in my chest

My anguished cries only dissipate into the blaring noise

Vibrant colours drown me into a dreary shadow

I don't know, I don't know how to fill this empty page

Is it broken? Only a quivering breath can escape this fountain pen

Insignificant, meaningless anxiety warp the words

Maybe this hand will write my end

Another day, the morning crows sing their invitation

Listening to their muffled lullaby through broken

Music, temptations call

They hand me the silvеr light drawing red strings to them

Maybe thе reaper will hear my cries instead

I don't know, I don't know how to sing my love for you

Only sharp breaths escape my lungs

Don't hold me, your colours will seep away

I'll be okay, the vibrant red will colour my monochrome page

Watercolours splatter across my page

And the reaper responds to me (Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)

Buried deep within pages soaked in ugly ink

Vivid reds dripping, I'll burn it down with my hands

It's okay, it's okay, the roaring flames will hide my cries

From the ash, I'll watch your lustre blend into vibrant colours

Inside my heart, I'll cherish the warmth and glow you shared

Between my breaths, I only mutter, "I love you"

Ah-ah, finally I can sleep