Painted Yellow, Painted Black

I have a love of my own,
my salvation,
no place for you.

A rifle in her arms,
like in the movies,
feels so good.

Rise, Rise,
as the sun falls,
they come out.

Out, out,
out of hiding,
colours came alive,
to find you...

Tomorrow is, painted yellow, painted black.

I have the love of the lonely,
the sadness
set fire to the city.

A place falling down,
from heat came cruelty,
felt so good.

Rise, Rise,
as the sun falls,
they come out.

Out, out,
out of hiding,
colours came alive,
to find you...

Tomorrow is, painted yellow, painted black.



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel John Broddle, Emilie Marie Dunnett, Kingsley Andrew Gratrick
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