[Intro, spoken] Yo... Did my eyes break, or did the whole world order the same paint? Black. White. Gray. Qué emoción. [Verse 1] Every car on the street wears a funeral suit, Black, white, silver in a silent commute. The red one vanished, the yellow got sold, Now “premium” means emotionally cold. Every new café is concrete and cream, One lonely cactus and a minimalist dream. Nine-dollar coffee in a colorless cup, They took out the joy and called it grown-up. [Pre-Chorus] They call it timeless, tasteful and clean, I call it fear dressed for a magazine. If heaven looks like a showroom floor, Mi amor, send me back through the door. [Chorus] Who stole the colors? ¿Dónde están? Give me rojo fuego and verde limón. Mango yellow, ocean blue, Hot-pink trouble coming straight at you. Who stole the colors? Todo gris, The future looks like a waiting room to me. Turn it up loud, let the whole world know: If life is a rainbow, then let it show. [Post-Chorus] Color, color, dame color, No more greige, por favor. Color, color, sin control, Paint it loud, restore the soul. [Verse 2, rhythmic rap] Your house is beige, your dog is beige, Your baby’s dressed like a LinkedIn page. The toys are wood in “responsible sand,” Even the clown has a personal brand. Logos lost curves, cities lost signs, Everybody selling the same clean lines. They lowered saturation and doubled the price, Put a French name on gray, now they call it nice. [Chorus] Who stole the colors? ¿Dónde están? Give me rojo fuego and verde limón. Mango yellow, ocean blue, Hot-pink trouble coming straight at you. Who stole the colors? Todo gris, The future looks like a waiting room to me. Turn it up loud, let the whole world know: If life is a rainbow, then let it show. [Breakdown, spoken] Welcome to the future. Available in black, white, silver, and “midnight graphite” for an extra two thousand. Wow. Revolutionary. I’ll take Caribbean sunset. Sorry, sir. Discontinued. Then keep the car. [Bridge, melodic] Give me walls that remember and clothes that dance, A turquoise door and a dangerous chance. Give me the colors our abuelas knew, Every shade of life under skies burning blue. Life gets short, no time to blend, I didn’t come here to match the trend. Bury me smiling in electric green, Just don’t make my coffin Scandinavian clean. [Final Chorus] Who stole the colors? We’re taking them back, Paint rojo corazón across every track. Mango yellow, ocean blue, The world looks better when it doesn’t match you. No more beige pretending it’s deep, Wake up the colors they put to sleep. Turn it up loud, let the whole world know: If life is a rainbow, then let it show. [Outro, spoken] Buena Tortuga. Slow, maybe. Boring? Nunca.
