You never used to care for fancy new obsessions You never used to have a reason to be bored Now you indulge yourself with new ways of possession Now you indulge yourself and your feelings are ignored And you're coloring your life with too much spice
There was a time, there was a place, there was a reason There was a situation comfortable for you You've tasted everything in this here bag of season But now you're bored and you've run out of things to do And you're coloring your life with too much spice
You don't see anything your eyes are so revealing They're sharply focused on looking for a thrill You've turned so numb you never notice any feeling Your thoughts are dead and you've still got some time to kill And you're coloring your life with too much spice
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