Drain

Remove my daylight
Where sculptures wheeze
Transforming pixels to a green & black freeze
Sat in my black chair where all my world melts down

(chorus)
Drain, the colour from my screen
You have become me
Drain the surface of my soul
You have me

Contain your fears
In a fragile grasp
Walk along the carpet lain to see her last
Sculpture in green & black before she melts down

I wouldn't do a thing for this
I couldn't wish for a system fix
But if I could change the colours of my life
They're yours & not in black & white

(chorus)
Drain, the colour from my screen
You have become me
Drain the surface of my soul
You have me