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Painted Dream 
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by The Dada Weatherman
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no we wont get older now
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it flowing down like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the with the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you told me if ryhmed orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the in eyes
& 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 the sad
yea feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
we'll just be younger in our dreams
yea future's like everything you know
it flowing down like a stream
so let your pretenders choke on dust
for you're the & the lust
you painted my blank canvas
colours like when you write a poem
the blues of the with the green of grass
all the feelings packed into one
you told me if ryhmed orange
it would certainly sound like a revenge
but i always it was kinda strange
for you had the weetest of the rages
then you the in eyes
& 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 the sad
yea feet on a cold rock
i look through the brown leaves
at the long broken clouds weaving free
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