All those wires

Are you prepared to be alone
To go to battle with your mind
But can your head put up a fight

All those wires coming out of you
Don't confuse them
Yellow, pink and blue

Gracious turns you inside out
Chasing all your demons out
Just knowing disconnects their hold
You warm up as they die in the cold

All those wires crossed inside of you
Thoughts don't tire
Don't tangle yellow, pink and blue

Hair hanging loose in grief
Come turn over your new leaf
Put your money on your self
Let me suck on all your wealth

Heaven's upstairs
First door on the right
Don't stay under
Just make sure your grip is tight