Living in colour, living in colour
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I can see the paint on your toes
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Living in colour, living
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Even in the blackout, I know
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I am floating, I, I am floating
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With my eyes closed, with no sails
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I am soaking, I, I am weathered
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By the winter of mixed drinks
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Am I dancing, am, am I nervous?
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Simply spinning in my own grave
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You were asking, you, you were asking
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And with two steps, I'm saved
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Living in colour, living in colour
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I can see the paint on your toes
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Living in colour, living
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Even in the blackout, I know
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Weeks gone by, I was weak
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I was paler than a pine box that holds bones
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She poked the iris, then she pierced a hole
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And watched the colour rush forth
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Modern Madonna, who held my head in
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Warm hands with pink nails
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Mark my mouth
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Whisper that the sickness will go away
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Living in colour, living in colour
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I can see the paint on your toes
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Living in colour, living
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Even in the blackout, I know
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Living in colour, living in colour
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I can see the paint on your toes
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Living in colour, living
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Even as I blackout, I know
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And though I dreamt with a rapid eye
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By day I hope to rapidly die
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And have my organs laid on ice
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Wait for somebody that would treat them right
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And as the night started swallowing
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You put the blood to my blue lips
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Forced the life through still veins
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Filled my heart with red again
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Living in colour, living in colour
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I can see the paint on your toes
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Living in colour, living
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Even in the blackout, I know
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Living in colour, living in colour
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I can see the paint on your toes
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Living in colour, living
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Even as I blackout, I know
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Living in colour, living in colour
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I can see the paint on your toes
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Living in colour
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Even as I blackout, I know
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Living In Colour
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| Frightened Rabbit |
