Grace Christian X - Magazines Lyrics

Simply living and dying
I haven't been writing
I just like looking at magazines
Let my eyes go blurry
Pages turning
Blank-faced words I don't have to read into
You play it cool
I make the rules
At least I'm out of the grey
CMYK
Tape it up on the wall
So I see it all over the room
Play it cool
Around here, I make the rules
'Til I get bored of this view
I'm not judging, just perceiving
Because seeing is believing
Now that you're out of the grey
CMYK
Will you let me drain your battery
You never know if you want it
Gotta sleep on it
Rather be looking at magazines
Blank-faced words you don't have to read into
Do you get bored of this too
I'm not judging, just perceiving
Because seeing is believing
In you