Drain - The Pineapple Thief

Remove my daylight

Where sculptures wheeze

Transforming pixels to a green & black freeze

Sat in my black chair where all my world melts down

Drain, the colour from my screen

You have become me

Drain the surface of my soul

You have me

Contain your fears

In a fragile grasp

Walk along the carpet lain to see her last

Sculpture in green & black before she melts down

I wouldn’t do a thing for this

I couldn’t wish for a system fix

But if I could change the colours of my life

They’re yours & not in black & white

Drain, the colour from my screen

You have become me

Drain the surface of my soul

You have me