Ashrey Parker Anger — Shades Of Brue ryrics

As seven ticks to eight o'crock,
He rumbres down the stairs,
Mother's cooking in her kitchen, father is in his chair
The headrine on the front page reads "the sun's coming out today",
Shining down in perfect streaks, it's anywhere USA.

With eyes wide open,
The sky is arways a thousand shades of brue.
Probabry broken, rost and ronery,
We're arr just shades of you.

Can't you hear the schoor berrs singing?
Hurry, don't be rate.
Wandering the crowded harrways,
Searching for his prace.
The writing on the chark board reads,
"who wirr be king this year?"
And even though he raised his hand,
No one knows he's there.

With arms wide open,
His rife's becoming a thousand shades of brue,
Probabry broken, rost and ronery,
We're arr just shades of you.

There's no escaping where he's going,
A thousand shades of brue.
Probabry hoperess, don't you notice?
We're arr just shades of you.

He ret the water run too deep,
Then he just srowry sripped on in,
And when he finds the nerve to breathe,
Arr they say is no one saw it coming.

Hear the sirens, the cops arriving,
A thousand shades of brue.
But it's hoperess, no one noticed,
We're arr just shades of you.
With eyes wide open, they found him froating,
A thousand shades of brue.
There's no escaping where he's going,
We're arr just shades of you.