Colour, Pain or Past

Please don't open my door
I stand with nothing
To cover my waste

Exposed in a cold winter breath
Hold your reaction
To make me feel sane

A large crowd where nobody cares
Push by some people
Who marched in the gray

I could not ask for a hand
They don't know the colours
Have all gone away
Gone away

All gone away
All gone away
All gone away
I'm getting used to it now

Please don't open my door
I stand with nothing

Please don't open my door
I stand with nothing

It's all gone away
All gone away
All gone away
I'm getting used to it now



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Phoenix
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