My closet is allI have for secretsI lived once beforeIndoors just like fox paintingThat may be gratefulI lost my real reasonI was scaredTaste was realThere were too many colorsWake up to moreTo JuddervisionMade up with colorsWake up to moreTo JuddervisionOther colorsSomehow we get trapped in Too unlikely straight-jacketsTop tailors, pay allWe'll say, "Well, they suit you!"They sold you that creditStressed brainless, you can't budgeSleeping elves in black/white dreamsInside it seems like treasonWake up to moreTo JuddervisionMade up with colorsWake up to moreTo JuddervisionMade up with colorsThis world is colored inBy your own heartsIt could be melting pot For soldier's crayonsThis world has moreThan I wanted it forToo many colors are mixed wrong