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Text: Chaos Con Queso. Sunstained.

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I looked

I finally looked to the sun

And I got sunstained

I got sunstained



When you looked at me, through that glass

My arm extended, but only one

The other at my side in a flash bang motion

Holding a bottle

It was not of glass

And it was not of crystal

I recall it being plastic

Yeah, it was one of plastic

You couldnt break it

You looked and you tried

But in the end, it all went frozen

Everyone else's eyes looked straight ahead and smiled

But my eyes were diverted

I can't say that I was ready quite yet

No, I wasnt quite ready yet!



I colored on the back of a child's picture, out of sight from everyone

Just like my smile, or was it my frown?

No wait, that was nothing

When I got sunstained, I found that you were sunstained

Everything about me was all sunstained



This morning I awoke and I was mistaken

I mistook a scrap of plastic in the wind as a swooping robin

Yeah, a swooping robin

Why did I use that color?

And it was way too yellow

And it was way too brown

And it was way too colored

The day my elbow went straight, I would have sworn it might have broken

It was simply a blessing, the way I held that bottle



You couldnt break it

You looked and you tried

But in the end, it all went frozen



My cousin, oh, he laughed like a circus

It was fashion frenzied, yeah, he was so friendly

I colored my hair

I tried it once, then I tried it twice, then I never tried it

I probably should have tried it

But then you're simply baffled, but can baffled be so simple?

Well, it's hardly easy, yeah, it's easily easy

And yeah, I say it, yeah, and yeah, I speak in code

But that'll make things simple

Won't yeah make it simple?

Won't yeah make it simple?

Won't yeah make it simple?

Won't yeah make it simple?

Won't yeah make it simple?
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