Stream Of Consciousness
Lola Young Song Lyrics

I turn the lights down, throw the towel in

And feel pretty much nothing

I think that's the kind of pain that worries me, and I

Like to think that I'm growing up and that I'm learnin'

But I've no idea what's underneath

And the foundations I laid down are too light for my skin

And he said he wants to take me abroad but I can barely fly with my own wings, and

Love really confuses me, like how much are you supposed to give?

(That's all I had)

I dream in colour, hate the summer

I act tougher than I really am

I'm a fuck-up, told my mother

I don't love her when she's all that I have

And I'm twenty-one but feel like I'm gettin' on

The child in me has been and gone, isn't that sad?

I dream in colour, hate the summer

Please don't tell me this is all that I am

It's all that I am.

I think deep down I quite like being held at night, you know?

Someone to touch, something to believe in

And there's like twenty-one reasons as to why I'm here, but like

Ninety-nine reasons as to why there's just no meaning (that's quite depressing)

And if I make something out of myself, it'll be mad beautiful

Like the way he looked at me when I asked him to dance

This isn't a stream of consciousness

This is more like a big, fat fucking 'no one asked'.

I dream in colour, hate the summer

I act tougher than I really am

I'm a fuck-up, told my mother

I don't love her when she's all that I have

And I'm twenty-one but feel like I'm gettin' on

The child in me has been and gone, isn't that sad?

I dream in colour, hate the summer

Please don't tell me this is all that I am

It's all that I am.