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Paint It Black

I see your red door and I want to paint it black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes


I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love, both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Never see the sight of me that changes every day

I want you to
Paint it, paint it, paint it black
I want you to
Paint it, paint it, paint it black

No more will my dream's eagle turn a deeper blue (handcuffed, handcuffed)
I could not forsee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black

I want you to
Paint it, paint it, paint it black
I want you to
Paint it, paint it, paint it black



black as night, black as tar
Wanna see the sun blotted outside

Paint it black


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