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  • bir paramore şarkısı. 2017 çıkışlı after laughter albümünden.
    klibi
    live
    her dakika mutlu görünmek zorundaymışız gibi yapılan baskılardan ve depresyonda olmanın utanılacak bir yanı olmadığından bahsediyor özetle.
    aynı zamanda sözlük nickimi adadığım şarkı.

    söz yazarı ve vokalist hayley williams diyor ki:
    "rose-colored boy’ is a song about feeling pressured to look at the world with blind optimism when you actually feel very hopeless about the world and your part in it. there is so much social pressure to be (or appear to be) “happy” that we can actually feel shame when we aren’t.
    adding shame to sadness is a pretty toxic cocktail. ıt’s hard enough to deal with sadness, depression, or any type of anxiety without the added societal expectations. ıt’s important and more healing to meet people where they’re at – empathy – than to try and paint everything rosy.”

    sözleri de yazayım tam olsun:

    low-key, no pressure, just hang with me and my weather.
    rose-colored boy
    i hear you making all that noise about the world you want to see
    and oh, i'm so annoyed 'cause i just killed off what was left of the optimist in me
    hearts are breaking, wars are raging on
    and i have taken my glasses off
    you got me nervous
    i'm right at the end of my rope
    a half empty girl
    don't make me laugh, i'll choke
    just let me cry a little bit longer
    i ain't gon' smile if i don't want to
    hey man, we all can't be like you
    i wish we were all rose-colored too
    my rose-colored boy

    i want you to stop insisting that i'm not a lost 'cause i've been through a lot
    really all i've got is just to stay pissed off
    if it's all right by you
    hearts are breaking, wars are raging on
    and i have taken my glasses off
    you got me nervous
    and you're turning it into a joke
    a half empty girl
    don't make me laugh, i'll
    just let me cry a little bit longer
    i ain't gon' smile if ı don't want to
    hey, man, we all can't be like you
    i wish we were all rose-colored too
    my rose-colored boy

    leave me here a little bit longer
    i think i wanna stay in the car
    i don't want anybody seeing me cry now
    you say "we gotta look on the bright side"
    i say "well maybe if you wanna go blind"
    you say my eyes are getting too dark now
    but boy, you ain't ever seen my mind