Colors

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Trying to be green, turning red

Waiting for the fire to spread

Blue is the color that contains all colors

and it is the color of your bed

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I could watch you in the dark all night

Like the ocean like the fire turning white

Sit me in front of your body forever

I don't get bored of colors

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Trying to be red, turning blue

Now the fire's spread and I can't see you

Black is the color that contains all colors

And all the things I wanted to do​

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Trying to be blue, turning pink

The people in the fire need a drink

Orange was the color that contained all colors

Before I decided to think

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Trying to be pink, turning brown

You can light a fire on the ground

I am screaming alone in the forest

And I know it doesn't make a sound

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I could watch us sitting still all day

Like a neighbor, like the even bales of hay

Sit me in front of a mirror forever

I don't get bored of colors

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