Don't turn away   Im the always pain you know you want it  Polite a dame left me feeling like a child who's getting bored  But your skin in warm, but your skin is warm  Just like california didn't warn you that you'd burn beneath the setting sun      Im takin in back  Im turning from you, im turning from you  Im takin it back so colors don't from black to blue  You can put that gun down      Such a pretty maze  Are the hallways too where your cold heart is?  Racin again .. this beating's pushing rythmn to the floor  Cause im feeling torn, cause in feelin torn  Just like paranoia didn't warn you that you'd burn beneath the smoking gun    I hate to tell you how much of this charade   Isnt exactly all the things that i could say, the things that i could say  I hate to tell you how many bad mistakes  Are really things that i intended to make, intended to make    Im takin it back  Im takin it back    Im takin it back so colors don't turn from black to blue   im takin it back, im turnin from you in turnin from you  Im takin it back so colors don't turn from black to blue   Im takin it back im turnin from you in turnin from you  Im takin it back so colors don't turn from black to blue  Im takin it back