Personal Taste - 7th Standard

I am a person, and when you speak to me, I flinch 
Because you are a virus in my head
Killing me slowly over and over again
Just this once I couldn't care
Maybe next time

Don't run away
As fast as you can
Don't run away

Orange walls of clay are minds you can hear
It's been fully clear
But when I sleep I dream of yellow skies
That sting my eyes
Now I come in time
Leaving swallowed holes behind
In our lives

Don't run away
As fast as you can
Don't run away

Can I help?
It's out of boredom
Kill me, then crush me
I'm in my corner
The best you can

It leaves me right here where I am
You are so sure that
You can't be bothered where you are
Because it's so hard

Don't run away
Don't run away
Don't run away

I need this to begin
Where you can

Don't run away
As fast as you can
Don't run away

Can I help?
It's out of boredom
Kill me, then crush me
I'm in my corner

Yeah
The way you got to me
Yeah
The way you got to me