I see a red door and I want it painted black
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No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
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I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
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I have to turn my head, until my darkness goes
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I see a line of cars and they¡¯re all painted black
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With flowers and my love both never to come back
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I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
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Like a newborn baby, it just happens everyday
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I look inside myself and see my heart is black
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I see my red door I must have it painted black
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Maybe then I¡¯ll fade away and not have to face the facts
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It¡¯s not easy facin¡¯ up when you¡¯re whole world is black
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No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
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I could not forsee this thing happening to you
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If I look hard enough into the settin¡¯ sun
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My love will laugh with me before the morning comes
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I see a red door and I want it painted black
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No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
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I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
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I have to turn my head, until my darkness goes
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I wanna see it painted, painted black
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Black as night, black as coal
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I wanna see the sun, blotted out from the sky
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I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
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Yeah
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Paint It Black
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| Three Sixes |
