I see a red door and i want it painted black. No colors any more i want them to turn black I see the gods walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until the darkness goes I see a line of cars they've been painted black With crosses and my love never to come back Most people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a stillborn baby they're all dead anyway Maybe then i'll fade away and you can face the facts It's not easy, really, when your whole world is black I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and its pattern paint is black No more will my green sea turn a deeper blue I could not forsee this thing happening to you Most people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a stillborn baby they're all dead anyway I want it painted, painted, painted black I want it painted, painted, painted black Black as night, black as white, black, black, black Painted, painted, painted black, black, black Black, black, black...
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