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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 younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let your choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours like you a poem
the of the skies with the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you me that if something with orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the flame in eyes
& turn pale & cold when you realized
life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the clouds weaving free
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like you know
it keeps flowing down like a stream
so let your choke on your dust
for you're the light & the lust
you my blank canvas
threw colours like you a poem
the of the skies with the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you me that if something with orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always thought it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you blew the flame in eyes
& turn pale & cold when you realized
life is all we've ever had
& that's all we'll eer get
is no o-ther palce
to let our forget the sad
yea bare feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the clouds weaving free
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