writing over letters, pt. 1 - the kicking heels lyrics

color*coded
no other motives that i’ve got
if i could end i would really stop
them, for more than just a moment
but for now, i have to hold it
only the bulk of my compulsions

and i’m trying to find a way to cope
with just a grain of hope
all of the days that i say i’m so
worn out
i’m waiting for the exuberance
i’m too immersed to improve
and i’m just losing it to moodiness