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Painted Dream 
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by The Dada Weatherman
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no we wont get now
we'll just be in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing down a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my canvas
threw like when you write a poem
the of the with the green of grass
all the into one
you told me that if ryhmed with orange
it would certainly like a revenge
but i thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & cold when you realized
that life is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea bare on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
we'll just be in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it keeps flowing down a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the light & the lust
you painted my canvas
threw like when you write a poem
the of the with the green of grass
all the into one
you told me that if ryhmed with orange
it would certainly like a revenge
but i thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the flame in your eyes
& turn pale & cold when you realized
that life is all we've had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our souls forget the sad
yea bare on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
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