Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Spiralling in bathrooms, tile on cheek
Telling me that drugs will only make me weak
Don't you think I know that?
Don't you think I know that? Ahh
Keeping bits of moonstone next to me
Tried to shave your stubble, but you gashed your cheek
Won't you stay away?
Won't you stay away from me?
With you I'm always
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
You look like me when you lie
Boiled blood star shifts in the window of my eye
You put warm salt to the stitch
And I suffer for the sky that you shook nine times
You smell like burnt hibiscus
I still feel blessed even when you're bitching
You stole my spine for a minute
So I cut my hair just to make you smile
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Portra 400 Video (MV)
Performed By: Arlo Parks
Written by: Anais Oluwatoyin Estelle Marinho, Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith
Arlo Parks - Portra 400 Lyrics
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Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Spiralling in bathrooms, tile on cheek
Telling me that drugs will only make me weak
Don't you think I know that?
Don't you think I know that? Ahh
Keeping bits of moonstone next to me
Tried to shave your stubble, but you gashed your cheek
Won't you stay away?
Won't you stay away from me?
With you I'm always
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
You look like me when you lie
Boiled blood star shifts in the window of my eye
You put warm salt to the stitch
And I suffer for the sky that you shook nine times
You smell like burnt hibiscus
I still feel blessed even when you're bitching
You stole my spine for a minute
So I cut my hair just to make you smile
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Spiralling in bathrooms, tile on cheek
Telling me that drugs will only make me weak
Don't you think I know that?
Don't you think I know that? Ahh
Keeping bits of moonstone next to me
Tried to shave your stubble, but you gashed your cheek
Won't you stay away?
Won't you stay away from me?
With you I'm always
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
You look like me when you lie
Boiled blood star shifts in the window of my eye
You put warm salt to the stitch
And I suffer for the sky that you shook nine times
You smell like burnt hibiscus
I still feel blessed even when you're bitching
You stole my spine for a minute
So I cut my hair just to make you smile
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Making rainbows out of something painful
Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones
Writer: Anais Oluwatoyin Estelle Marinho, Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.