Colourblind

[Verse 1: Dream Mclean] Proper, so damn proper In all-black, looking like an old bank robber I ain't a roadman, fuck off Son of a gun, my old man shot off So chill, how will I chill? No point going sleep, got an hour to kill Take a walk outside where the flowers are real And the sky's more than just your desktop background I ain't playing when I come in Niggas better have this beat playing when I come in What we doing? Are we staying? Are we running? Are we stood still waiting for the day? It's never coming We're too fucked, cooped up there in the cages But we hate it when you stare in our faces Lost there in the matrix, with that white girl Yeah, she can be very persuasive [Hook 1: Dream Mclean] Shoveling a ton of white I've got my mama like "he's no son of mine" Shoveling a ton of white I've got my mama like "he's no son of mine" Colourblind in summertime The hills are grey, the sun is white Shovelling a ton of white I've got my mama like "he's no son of mine" [Post-Hook: Abi F Jones] Colourblind, I only see in black and white It's just how it is, so don't ask me why [Verse 2: Dream Mclean] All I need in this life of sin Is an 8-ball and a crate of Heineken Now I'm live again, feel alive again Blackout blinds stop the sun shining in We wait all year till the summertime comes Then we lurk in the darkness of underground clubs And hide from it, what a life we live Stuck in the middle of the dark and the light, I guess we just [Hook 2: Dream Mclean] Colourblind in summertime The hills are grey, the sun is white Shovelling a ton of white I've got my mama like "he's no son of mine" In the darkness, I come alive Never come alive, never come alive Alarm clock playing lullabies Wake up, boy [Post-Hook: Abi F Jones] [Hook 2: Dream Mclean]