Life In Technicolour

I dream of life in technicolour

Disco balls, sparkling lights, the music calls

Tight skirts, miniskirts, long legs

For you see I have accepted black and white for so long

A fate I couldn’t escape limited by my own judgmental self

No more of that because I dream of a life in technicolour

 

I dream of life in technicolour

When I no longer wait for an unknown Picasso

To colour me and make me a masterpiece

Instead I shall become the masterpiece myself

And live life in vivid brights and neon lights

I dream of a life in technicolour

 

 

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