New #Moleskine art: XXXVI - “Passion Colors Everything” posted on #deviantArt —- Poets of the Fall - Passion Colors EverythingThis is my toothpaste moment, oh, I’ll need to flash a smileI’ll be the super-absorbent-man, watch them flock to me in single fileAnd I’ll need to do it with style, I need to keep me up to dateSwallowing the sun run another mile, it’s overrated how we underrateI dance in tune with what I fearTo do adrenalineCompletely rapt with what I hearWhen passion colors everythingThe songs I sing, from way out there to deep withinThe face I wear behind my grinThe mess I made to the original sinEverything, everything, everythingI have a mind for simple things, but things are not of mind to simplifyThere’s always some loophole technicality you buy into and pay until you dieMoney doesn’t bring me joy, it’s more like a darling dead weightAnd I seem to have lost my appetite, it’s underrated how we overrateI dance entangled with my dearShe pulls my every stringCompletely trapped yet never hereWhen passion colors everything…And when I’m finally brought to my sensesParade the rain on my paradeBefore I’m back to my defensesTo watch the whole thing escalate—-Biro, Stabilo ballpens.My Moleskine accompanies me since 2007.
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New #Moleskine art: XXXVI - “Passion Colors Everything” posted on #deviantArt

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Poets of the Fall - Passion Colors Everything

This is my toothpaste moment, oh, I’ll need to flash a smile
I’ll be the super-absorbent-man, watch them flock to me in single file
And I’ll need to do it with style, I need to keep me up to date
Swallowing the sun run another mile, it’s overrated how we underrate

I dance in tune with what I fear
To do adrenaline
Completely rapt with what I hear
When passion colors everything
The songs I sing, from way out there to deep within
The face I wear behind my grin
The mess I made to the original sin
Everything, everything, everything

I have a mind for simple things, but things are not of mind to simplify
There’s always some loophole technicality you buy into and pay until you die
Money doesn’t bring me joy, it’s more like a darling dead weight
And I seem to have lost my appetite, it’s underrated how we overrate

I dance entangled with my dear
She pulls my every string
Completely trapped yet never here
When passion colors everything…

And when I’m finally brought to my senses
Parade the rain on my parade
Before I’m back to my defenses
To watch the whole thing escalate

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Biro, Stabilo ballpens.

My Moleskine accompanies me since 2007.

Source: nakilicious.deviantart.com