Letra de Hue

[Verso 1]
When the skin and vessels underneath
Choose the space for bruising
I’m somewhere in between
Clumsily pulling on the strings

[Coro]
Oh, my mistakes are hardly that
At their points of contact
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known better

[Verso 2]
Soon the pain will be removed
As your skin regains its hue
You’ll be rid of everything except me

[Coro]
Oh, my mistakes are hardly that
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known
That I’m only letting me get the best of me
I’m only letting me get the best of me