The first color is white
Bright lights
Every step towards
what is good
brings me closer to more self hatred
Gunshots and bleeding
News circulating
Dead bodies peddling
Town cries, echoing
Vultures digging
I see, and I run
Another lost, killed
I holding the gun
Pointed straight at them
Enemies of the same
This color is mine
Crucial, i relive this pain
By passing along this moment
Into another
I must continue
Repeat
Recycle this one moment
This reel must be seen
I mean, i have no choice
The world must see
How much i hate my own kind
SIMPLE WORLD 