I see a red door and I want it painted blackNo colors anymore I want them to turn blackI see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothesI have to turn my head until my darkness goesI see a line of cars and they're all painted blackWith flowers and my love both never to come backI see people turn their heads and quickly look awayLike a new born baby it just happens every dayI look inside
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