Fluorescent Feeling
Fluorescent Feeling: A Melodic Odyssey of Unrequited Love
Lyrics
You’re stuck in my world
You are deeply involved in my world.
I want to push you out
I desire to distance you from me.
But I can’t change the fact
I cannot deny the reality that you reside in the neighboring house.
You live in the next door house
Stand on my doorstep
Being near you affects my thoughts.
And my thoughts start shifting again
However, you are anticipating someone different.
But you’re waiting
For a different person
-And I write millions of songs
I create numerous songs with the hope that you will listen to them.
Just for you to hear them
I walk past your door
I pass by your door, but it remains closed.
But it never opens
Guess what people say is wrong
Contrary to popular belief, hope persists until the end.
Hope doesn’t die at last
However, it can be destructive.
It kills you
My hair your nightmare colour
My hair is a reminder of your fears, painted in indigo blue.
Indigo blue
Try to wash it out
Attempts to erase it are futile; it clings like glue.
But it’s stuck like glue
You‘d choose the red pill
You would choose a different path, and so would I.
And I would too
Still can’t change the fact
Yet, I am bound to a destiny colored in blue.
I‘m destined to be blue
And I write millions of songs
Similar to before, I compose songs with the hope that you'll listen.
Just for you to hear them
If I have to be fluorescent
If being radiant is necessary for you to notice me, I'd rather cling to hope.
Just for you to see me
Than waste time displaying myself in unnatural colors.
I’d rather hope till death and dawn
Then waste my time shining in unnatural colours
-Red and blue pill
The choices represented by the red and blue pills cannot coexist.
Can’t co-exist
Gotta make a decision where you want to live
A decision must be made about where you want to exist.
In outer space
Whether in outer space or within the confines of the matrix.
Or behind the matrix
Billie Holiday taught me the rules
The rules of life, as taught by Billie Holiday, guide me.
I intend to be independently blue .
I aspire to maintain my independence even in the midst of sadness.
And I write millions of songs
Continuing the theme, I compose songs in the hope that you'll listen.
Just for you to hear them
I walk past your door
I pass by your door again, but it remains closed.
But it never opens
Guess what people say is wrong
Contrary to common belief, hope eventually fades away.
Hope really dies at last
And fuck I wrote this song only for you
This song is a sincere expression crafted exclusively for you.
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