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Paint It Brown

Posted on February 21, 2009January 21, 2025 by admin


I see a red door and I want it painted brown
No colors anymore I want them to turn brown
I see the boys walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and theyre all painted brown
Chewed nails and bogeys and the piss is running down
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is brown
I see my red door and it has been painted brown
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
I’ts not easy facin up when your whole world is brown

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin sun
My one eye will explode before the moron comes

I see a red door and I want it painted brown
No colors anymore I want them to turn brown
I see the boys walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Hmm, hmm, hmm,…
I wanna see it painted, painted brown
Brown as dirt, brown as shit
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted brown

Apologies to The Rolling Stones
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