Pinegrove

Orange
I try to wrap my head around An eye for an eye full of iodine I try to remember the history of time I try to laugh, or sleep it off That awful feeling something's off By eye I measure the narrow length across Today the sky is orange And you and I know why I try to warn my senator He said that he invented it And that I should feel happy he talked to me at all I try to down the bluest pill The author of the fucking bill Bragging on YouTube, the criminals he'll kill They're trying to ignore it We always knew they’d try Today the sky is orangе And you and I know why From Letras Mania