Could you turn it down if it wanted you
Are you past the point of discontention
Has it gone too far for you to mention
It's too late for you to save the day
You should be running away
Why don't you turn around
Are you coming down from what once you knew
Are you past the point of reinvention
Has it been too loud for you to listen
Too many colors paint your picture
So who am I supposed to blame
When all I see is red and gray
You'll never be or live up to me