[Untitled]
Benjamin Brunn Lyrics

I've got a little red bow
I have a small gift for you.

And I bought it for you
I made an effort to acquire this gift for you.

'Cause I know you're not fair
I understand that you're not always honest or impartial.

I don't get it, oh well
I don't understand the situation, but I'll accept it.

And you color my skin
You affect me deeply.

And the colors don't blend
Our experiences and perspectives conflict.

'Cause I'm gonna get you
I am determined to succeed against you.

And your little dog too
I will overcome all obstacles, even insignificant ones.

There's a yellow brick road
There is an ideal route to follow.

That we follow back home
We must adhere to this path to achieve our goals.

'Cause I know you can't wait
I am aware of your impatience.

Your belligerent hate
You exhibit aggressive and hostile behavior.

There's no place like home
Returning to where one belongs is ideal.

There's no place like home
No location is comparable to home.

I've, got a southern belle too
I also have another gift for you.

And ruby red shoes
This gift is also significant.

With a body of straw
Its form is fragile or vulnerable.

Are you sick of it all?
Are you done with this situation?

There's a man made of tin
There is another obstacle to overcome.

With an oil can grin
This obstacle has a deceptive appearance.

And I'm gonna get you
I will overcome this obstacle.

And your little dog too
I will not be stopped by seemingly insignificant hindrances.

There's a yellow brick road
The ideal path remains.

That we follow back home
Following this path is essential to success.

And I know you can't wait
I am aware of your eagerness.

Your belligerent hate
Your hostility only intensifies.

There's no place like home
Returning to one's true destiny is ideal.

There's no place like home
No location can match the feeling of home.

There's a little white porch
This new setting is simple, yet significant.

And you wanted it so
You desired this location for a reason.

Can you let me go down
May I venture to the end of this path?

To the end of the road
To the eventual destination.

In the black and the white
In the contrasting states of life.

A Technicolorful life
A vibrant and fulfilling existence.

Can I stand by your side?
May I accompany you through life?

We can make it alright
Together, we can conquer anything.

Like home
Just like how it should be.

'Cause I'm home
I have found my true destiny.

There's a little white porch
This location is still significant to us.

And you wanted it so
You still desire this place for a reason.

Can you let me go down
May I explore the path that lies ahead?

To the end of the road
To the eventual destination that awaits.

In the black and the white
Within the darkness and the light of existence.

A Technicolorful life
A life full of vibrancy and excitement.

Then another arrived
A new challenge presents itself.

It's a cowardly lion
This challenge is a powerful and fierce opponent, but timid within.

What I want from this world
My deepest desires and ambitions.

What I wanna resolve
The issues I seek to address within my life.

When I want you to stay
I desire your continued presence and support.

So I want you to wait
I need time to sort out my thoughts and emotions.

I don't wanna be bold
I do not wish to be rash or impulsive.

I don't wanna be cold
I do not wish to be emotionless or detached.

I don't wanna grow old
I do not wish to lose my sense of youth and vitality.

I don't wanna go home
I do not wish to return to where I feel trapped or stagnant.