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Paint it Red
Paint it Red
Paint it Red
Smile when sad
It´s this very special feeling
One unique moment falling down
It´s still a way of window cleaning
Losing yourself like (in) a stumbling town
Paint it Red
Paint it Red
Paint it Red
Colour your bed
I can feel you sitting there
In a small room on your knees
It´s raining brushes from your hair
How you stroke the colours painting peace
Paint it paint it paint it red, Paint it paint it paint it red
Paint it paint it paint it red, Paint it paint
it paint it red
I´m afraid of all sorrow you cry
Even when you´re leaving the frame
No painting – your blood is dry
A mouth full of anger and pain
Paint it Red
Paint it Red
Paint it Red
Paint it Red
He is in your head
he is in your head
he is in your head!!!
Come to me, your not guilty
Come to me, your not guilty
And we´ll set us free
And we´ll set us free
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