He looked down to see a whole bowl of red
Explosions of rose that a colon bled
And his retina reflected a cloud of branches
His chambers in ribs turned to molten lead
Repeat rodeo - that's why it's scary
Thoughts swirled 'round a glass of dark sherry
'Round the rapid growth inside his temple
His temple now thinks his temple's rental
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
It sounds like he's being so damn overdramatic
Tryna to introduce colour and to make it chromatic
He's a single blade of grass standing out in a paddock
With the hopes to break out of this damn Animal Planet
A Bonobo
He wants to be alive till he's put in the category of them octogenarian "old folks"
Wants adventure sans the need for a GoPro
Yearns to be held like mugs of hot cocoa
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
See blood that drips away
What else is there to prove?
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
See blood that drips away
What else is there to prove?
Rotaris - Faded (Bloody) Lyrics
Rotaris - Faded (Bloody) Lyrics
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English
He looked down to see a whole bowl of red
Explosions of rose that a colon bled
And his retina reflected a cloud of branches
His chambers in ribs turned to molten lead
Repeat rodeo - that's why it's scary
Thoughts swirled 'round a glass of dark sherry
'Round the rapid growth inside his temple
His temple now thinks his temple's rental
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
It sounds like he's being so damn overdramatic
Tryna to introduce colour and to make it chromatic
He's a single blade of grass standing out in a paddock
With the hopes to break out of this damn Animal Planet
A Bonobo
He wants to be alive till he's put in the category of them octogenarian "old folks"
Wants adventure sans the need for a GoPro
Yearns to be held like mugs of hot cocoa
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
See blood that drips away
What else is there to prove?
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
See blood that drips away
What else is there to prove?
Explosions of rose that a colon bled
And his retina reflected a cloud of branches
His chambers in ribs turned to molten lead
Repeat rodeo - that's why it's scary
Thoughts swirled 'round a glass of dark sherry
'Round the rapid growth inside his temple
His temple now thinks his temple's rental
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
It sounds like he's being so damn overdramatic
Tryna to introduce colour and to make it chromatic
He's a single blade of grass standing out in a paddock
With the hopes to break out of this damn Animal Planet
A Bonobo
He wants to be alive till he's put in the category of them octogenarian "old folks"
Wants adventure sans the need for a GoPro
Yearns to be held like mugs of hot cocoa
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I'm faded, I'm faded
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
See blood that drips away
What else is there to prove?
I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do
See blood that drips away
What else is there to prove?
Writer: Arun Neelakandan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid