Orange - Sadistik, Child Actor

There’s orange and yellow on the paintbrush

It’s sort of mellow, but the same rush

I taste the ocean on my taste buds

But I can make a poem with the same tongue

O-range all around, Cobain stompin' ground

No rain’s fallen down, old flames all 'a drown

I’m allowed a few low day fallin' outs

Mourning a man that my gold chain honors now

Mellow Yello’s got the blues

I’m green with all this envy, cause this fellow got marooned

I’ve read all the white lies left in the twilight

Purrs-pulled from kitties who bellow at the moon

So I choose, to keep a tangerine with the tambourine

Apathy is absentee ballot when I crack a cheese

Smile, there’s no masterpiece styled

In an afternoon, I have to use the Stanley Kub

There’s no Full Metal Jacket

It’s quite right enough to hide my own kettle’s blackness

A low-level blacksmith, so orange it’s clockwork

And there’s no choice but onward

Yeah, he said whatever takes the weight off

Raindrops drive you crazy if they hit the same spot

So I go opposite of still

When I’m feeling blue until the opposites reveal that I’m orange

All of it is a dream

I make it up, but it’s real

All of it is a dream

Want you to see

I want to believe

All of it is a dream

I make it up, but it’s real

All of it is a dream

I want you to see, I want to believe

I wanna believe

There’s orange and yellow in my eyelids

It’s sort of mellow, but I like it

So bright and vibrant I might go blind

If I don’t adjust to my climate

Mount Olympus, I’ll climb it

No Sisyphus exists in my mindset

Mind set to detonate if

I step incorrect, expressin' my violets

Purple Haze and some Kurt Cobain

Got me doing flips like it’s Cirque Soleil

Slow-motion at a turtle’s pace

I’m so Punxsutawney Phil when I’m still in a recurrin' state

And each day is the same as the last one

Fatal attraction, waves to a captain

O-range turned grey from my atoms

And threw it to the skies above, April showers