You Turn Papers Colour
I see purple flashes all around you in the mirror
The light delays my thoughts to my brain, girl
My brain hurts
And then I see you coming down
You're looking like some kind of clown
But you're so pretty every day
You turn papers color
You laugh aloud when you turn papers color
So you think you can't go home
You have to have fun
Fun isn't home
The light delays my thoughts to my brain, girl
My brain hurts
And then I see you coming down
You're looking like some kind of clown
But you're so pretty every day
You turn papers color
You laugh aloud when you turn papers color
So you think you can't go home
You have to have fun
Fun isn't home
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Writer(s): Roger Christian Alexander Houdaille
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