blue is the colour and the sound when i chase myself around i cant sit still and i dont stay down so i go another round when i hear them call from the deep i know that the beast is me orange is the sky in the morning when i wonder if ill ever sing again then i find out every night its the only way i fight when i hear them call from the deep i know that the beast is me gray is sound of the quiet when all i want are fireworks to come and blow the night away when theres no one left to blame when i hear them call from the deep i know that the beast is me when i hear them call from the deep i know that the beast is me