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Colors


i feel like a red hot fireball of fury

with a heart of black

no one ever will get near me

its misery

 

blue is the color of my soul

i hate myself 

I'm never seeing glasses as half full

my life is dull

 

i don't even want this anymore

i don't wanna live

my body soon will hit the floor

i will soar

 

Blissfully sleeping on forever

breaking free from everything

all feelings i will sever

I'll end this thing

 

all my colors fading off to white

never red and blue and black

I'm one the devil will invite

so dress in black

 

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