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