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Technicolor

by I The Mighty


I understand upset, but how could you say that you hate me.
I know you won´t forget easily, easily.
In one small step you flipped like a coin from a finger.
Baby you´re so hell bent, but easily, easily I sleep.
Each conversation blurs. Each point repeats with a vengeance.

Oh what a waste of words. Cough em´ up, cough em´ up.
Let silence calm the nerves that are easily bothered
And we can let all this talk walk it off, walk it off.

I´m trying hard just to forget every little thing that was said
in your awe-inspired flip out on my porch.
The neighbors watched as you raped me with words.

What happened to rational. Each call complete with a guilt trip.
An arguments bound to fall from our lips, from our lips.
You´re so worked up, the product of too many questions.
Well baby lets kill this grudge, make the cut,
sometimes it helps to keep this stuff bottled up.

I´m trying hard just to forget every little thing that was said
in your awe-inspired flip out on my porch.
The neighbors watched as you raped me with words.

You said, "I don´t want to be your lover, just want you to let me in."
Black and white we´re under covers.
Wanna taste your Technicolor.

Well I want financial freedom with this band.
I want dead presidents.
I wanna hear a politician speak of something relevant.
But I don´t want to be your lover, just want you to let me in.
Black and white we´re under covers.
Wanna taste your Technicolor





 

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