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Remove my daylight, |
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Where sculptures wheeze |
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Transforming pixels to a green & black freeze, |
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Sat in my black chair where all my world melts down. (chorus) |
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Drain, the colour from my screen, |
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You have become me. |
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Drain the surface of my soul, |
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You have me. |
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Contain your fears, |
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In a fragile grasp |
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Walk along the carpet lain to see her last |
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Sculpture in green & black before she melts down. |
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I wouldn't do a thing for this, |
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I couldn't wish for a system fix. |
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But if I could change the colours of my life, |
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They're yours & not in black & white. (chorus) |
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Drain, the colour from my screen, |
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You have become me. |
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Drain the surface of my soul, |
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You have me. |
