"Colors" as written by Dylan Sheffield Bauld and Ashley Frangipane....
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so
You said your mother only smiled on her tv show
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
I hope you make it to the day you're twenty-eight years old
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
And now i'm tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now i'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through
I know I've only felt religion when i've lied with you
You said you'll never be forgiven till your boys are too
And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
And now I'm tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors Pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
You were red, and you liked me because I was blue
But you touched me, and suddenly I was a lilac sky
Then you decided purple just wasn't for you
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
(Everything is blue)
You said your mother only smiled on her tv show
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
I hope you make it to the day you're twenty-eight years old
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
And now i'm tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now i'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
You were a vision in the morning when the light came through
I know I've only felt religion when i've lied with you
You said you'll never be forgiven till your boys are too
And I'm still waking every morning but it's not with you
You're dripping like a saturated sunrise
You're spilling like an overflowing sink
You're ripped at every edge but you're a masterpiece
And now I'm tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors Pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
You were red, and you liked me because I was blue
But you touched me, and suddenly I was a lilac sky
Then you decided purple just wasn't for you
Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue
(Everything is blue)
Lyrics submitted by stillstreet, edited by AL2wix6
"Colors" as written by Dylan Bauld Ashley Frangipane
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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The way Halsey manages to describe someone as "devoid of color" whilst making them out to be the most beautiful thing she's ever experienced is incredible. She acknowledges his flaws and the sadness that is his emptiness, yet still finds him to be a masterpiece. I don't think she's putting him on a pedestal - I think she truly does see him in a way no one else does, including himself.
It's heartbreaking. I cry each time I hear this song.
(Side note: Matty inspired some of her best songs, I swear.)
"You were red, and you liked me cause I was blue. Then you touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky, and you decided purple just wasn't for you."
Halsey rulz!
And you liked me because I was blue
But you touched me, and suddenly I was a lilac sky
Then you decided purple just wasn’t for you
i thought about this as like a thing for the bisexual flag. the top part of the flag is light pink, not exactly red. but the bottom is a blue. the middle where the two meet has a strip of lilac. so maybe when she dated/got to know the person she realized that she may not have been who she thought she was and considered herself bi (which she really is)
And now I'm covered in the colors
Pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue..."
Halsey explained to Complex: "It's just my creative color. It's like so many things at once. It's electric, and it's bright, but it's also calm. It's also ethereal. Blue is just an otherworldly color to me. Blue is the sky. Blue is the sea. Blue for me represents the unexplored territory."
Then it gives a hint to the "club 27" or the famous fact that many drug addict famous personalities die at 27 years old ("I hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old" meaning she hopes the person passes the mark).
Then begins the less obvious references: "you're dripping like a saturated sunrise" this could be interpreted as a trip, specifically acid for the saturated sunrise part, but maybe debatable..
I'm guessing when she says she's tearing through the pages and the ink, that she knows him/her deep down, on his/her darkest moments.
Then on to the chorus are the more obvious references, talking about pills, smoke, and being blue and having grey dreams. Depression is a big factor amongst drug users as their serotonin receptors become messed up. It's usually a tipping point or the hardest to fight after the physical addiction has settled during withdrawals.
Then what I get from the lillac sky part is that the person was was very passionate in the beginning because she was different from them. But as she became "contaminated" by the same mellow state within the drug abuse world, the other person lost interest. Drug users tend to seek very high states of mind to compare to the high the drugs give, otherwise they become "bored" and depression kicks in again.