“This is everywhere-Ville. Please enjoy your stay. Standard dreams. Standard time. Individuality... is currently out of stock.” [Verse 1] Corporation minimalism at maximum price We sold out soul for convenience and ice Sterilized dreams behind glassy displays Perfect optics for a social media gaze No smell of spice from corner café air No mom and pop stores with flavor to spare An ocean of cookie cutter clones And strip malls echoing the same tone [Pre-Chorus] Aesthetic conformity Gentrified authenticity They paved the weird, the wild, the real Now numb is all we seem to feel [Chorus] Would you color my world? Could you color my world? Splash a little life where the grayscale swirled Bring back the cracks, the mess, the soul Paint over the plastic, make the broken whole Could you? Would you? Color my world? [Verse 2] We didn’t just cancel culture we cancelled culture Cut out the roots and sold off the sculpture Work more, feel less, receive less, pay more Trading spirit for discounts in a megastore No taste, no feel, no heart, no fire Just chain store dreams and barbed wire desires Stereo lives packaged down to monotone Disconnected hearts scrolling alone [Pre-Chorus] Aesthetic conformity Gentrified authenticity They scrubbed the streets till they had no face Now every town is just copy-paste, [Chorus] Would you color my world? Could you color my world? Splash a little life where the grayscale swirled Bring back the cracks, the mess, the soul Paint over the plastic, make the broken whole Would you color my world… Could you color my world… [Bridge] Paint it with murals, voices that scream Noise in the silence, truth in the dream Dare to be messy, dare to be wild Restore the spirit of the reckless child Now tasteless, flavorless… Main Street lies dead… Replaced by the corporation instead Ooooooooh oh oh… Oh oh… [Outro] Would you… Could you… Ooooooooh oh oh… Color my WOOOOORRRLD! Color my world… Color my world… Color… my… world…
