All This Colour

I look too shallow 
A crumbling bleeding hollow 
I'll be one; I'll kill one too 
Keep on growing, growing 

And all this colour will make me spin 

You've gone and done it 
And broke your promise 
Six feet above 
Look what you're doing 
And who you're losing 
Six feet above your own way down 

I'll creep around you 
Two months to tell you 
No secrets, deep regrets 
I can't believe I want this 

What is going on? 
Couldn't keep it on to me 
What a power! 
Keep 'em coming up 
Couldn't get enough to me 
What a power!