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Dressed in white |
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In painted smile |
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Summer breeze |
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Blow You feel |
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You taste |
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The stars the |
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Sun and space |
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So blind not to find |
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The sublime |
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Color of my world |
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In bitter green |
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She comes to me |
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From dark serene |
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Below This pill |
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You taste |
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It scars upon your face |
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So many times we left behind |
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The sublime |
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Color of my world |
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My world Turning in the void |
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Like a big bright nothing |
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Tumble like a stone |
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Follow anywhere the wind blows |
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Pail lights and |
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Short sighted |
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Black ties and |
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Bleeding lips and |
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Street signs and |
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L. A. Times and |
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One track minds |
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A sight into my world |
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My world Circling the |
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Sun Like a great white vulture |
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Angels in vertigo |
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Falling through the indigo sky |
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Can you see that the world is faded |
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Can you see that the whole thing's coming down |
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Does it taste like the clouds are seeded |
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Did you hear that the bombers are |
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Heaven bound |
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In red so frail |
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Glow Your tears erase |
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That smile upon your face |
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Hide Can't elide |
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The mortified |
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Color of my world |
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My world Crumbling away |
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Like a cheap toy |
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Laying in the street |
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Getting kicked around |
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Breaking down |
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Breaking down |
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It's breaking down |
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Breaking down |
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Black lists |
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And white lies and |
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Purple mountains |
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Silver skies |
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Hard times |
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Failing grips |
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War crimes and |
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Fleeting trips |
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Blue yellow red 10001 |
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Blue yellow red 10001 |
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War crimes |
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And fleeting trips |
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In sharp graphic |
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Replication |
