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!