Portra 400

Song:Portra 400

Artist: Arlo Parks

Lyrics:Anais Oluwatoyin Estelle Marinho / Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith

Making rainbows out of something painful

Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones

Spiralling in bathrooms, tile on cheek

Telling me that drugs will only make me weak

Don't you think I know that?

Don't you think I know that? Ahh

Keeping bits of moonstone next to me

Tried to shave your stubble, but you gashed your cheek

Won't you stay away?

Won't you stay away from me?

With you I'm always

Making rainbows out of something painful

Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones

You look like me when you lie

Boiled blood star shifts in the window of my eye

You put warm salt to the stitch

And I suffer for the sky that you shook nine times

You smell like burnt hibiscus

I still feel blessed even when you're bitching

You stole my spine for a minute

So I cut my hair just to make you smile

Making rainbows out of something painful

Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones

Making rainbows out of something painful

Getting fried as hell and dodging gravestones