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a song i wrote for my band, what do you think? |
| Loneliness often is the only place I can fit Between the lines I often sit Loneliness often is so comfortable An old friend that I know so well If life was truly black and white Maybe the confusion in me would not stay But colour complicates all these things Destroys a work of art that lies in simplicity True beauty that could never get a chance to exist Loneliness often is The only thing that people can understand A currency that has no base Yet is freely exchanged between desperate hands If life was truly black and white Maybe the confusion in me would not stay But colour complicates all these things Destroys a work of art that lies in simplicity True beauty that could never get a chance to exist A war ground is all I can see The comfort that soon abandons me All the things that I despise Lies behind my own cursed eyes If life was truly black and white Maybe the confusion in me would not stay But colour complicates all these things Destroys a work of art that lies in simplicity True beauty that could never get a chance to exist |