inVerse - Colours (Live at Zoccolo Club) | Текст песни

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Say hello when You see
Read my thoughts when You dream
Get my heart just for free
That's called "casual green"

Touch my scars to detest
Drink my soul, I'm so dead
Use my body to rest
That's called "casual red"

You are black and I am blank
You are selfish - I am rude
On our canvas, there's one crank
Killing me and killing truth

There will be no excuse
There will be nothing new
You've got event to choose
That's called "casual blue"

'Cause You like it that way
You will never come back
I've got one thing to say
That's called "casual black"

We pretend
Always pretend
That we've got
Something inside

We've got colours
To understand
We've got feelings
Washed by the tide

Our colours...

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