Colors

It's been a pleasure to know ya
You've prolly started over
Tell me, why should I keep on dying?
Four different pairs of shoes on the floor
Hair of my dog on my black pillow
Ye, you don't wanna see that, trust me
"Hard" doesn't mean that I don't like it
We're all lost in this big town
Where Mr. Sun is shining
But the rain is coming to stop him
Poor little boy
Sometimes he wish he could be more strong
To tell you the truth but you already know
We're different colors
Now you laugh at me, we're alike
But different colors
Don't let her trap you, mate
Leave the pain, use your brain
If you stare at me you will see the same
Colors



Credits
Writer(s): Alessandro Achilli, Cristiano Sciarretta, Leonardo Acciarri
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