scorpio rising

i'm old enough to know

that my starts just wont let go

at this day and age

i can see that the world

was meant for me

some people laugh

at what you're doing

they hold you in the sand

i'm having a hard time

adjusting to these changes

i can see that your lips

are moving but i can't hear

what you're saying

is it yes

or is it no

is it stop

or is it go

is it suck

or is it throw

or is it me or am i just too slow

i'm young enough to think

that the world looks good in pink

but as far as i can see

that ain't enough for me

some people hear

what you're doing

they pull you by the strings

i'm having trouble taking things

day by day

when i see you

i see red and green

you're like the biggest tree

i've ever seen

but it cuts you down

down to size

the apple of my eye

is rotting on the ground

i see the future burning

eyes but i don't care

what it's saying

is it high

or is it low

is it shrink

or is it grow

is it the twister a he he he hey

i wrote this song

while i was eating beans

now don't you try and ask me

what that means

it's just like asking me

to tell you my dreams

i would have told you long ago

but now it seems

you're far away

here come the loony bin

come to take me away

you put a scar

in my twisted face

in the yearbook

i look out of place

i see my letter burning

in your hand

it took me 25 years

just to understand

blue is the color of my skin

blue is the color of my skin

blue is the color of my.