Grains of thought fall into a hole The color is bipolar Suppression The emotion Suppression Some cracks occurred The gaps stare at me so I’m left behind on the cells I’m left behind on the cells Inside out I’ll be a little while There is just emptiness Suppression The emotion I saw his back on the other side He had looked at hisself drawn I’ll take immature thing Don’t fade away yet So time is on our side I’m left behind on the cells I’m left behind on the cells Grains of thought fall into a hole I’ll be a little while