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Listen To the Colors

Inside my head in my brain is a gob stopper The candy center can hide my pain The different colors control me be to be sane Today I’m sad and blue tomorrow I might be red on fire Listen to the colors Imagine playing twister inside your head Spin a color to effect everything you’ve said Have gotten so tired that you got wired on caffeine Then you heard talking in your head That you not too sure you said x3 I’m not paranoid Isolated in my mind I’m sure here what I’ll find This world we live in can be so unkind Rewind back to what I heard When I’m alive they try and tell me I’m dead X3 I’m not paranoid The more I think the more I say Things aren’t supposed to be this way You feel alone and up tight When your sunshine day turns into a black night Racing thoughts turned blood red to stop in my brain dead As the colors change I begin to numb the pain A little smoke to keep me sane X3 I’m just paranoid There’s got to be another way. To calm my thoughts and they say Smoking this herb can’t be the only answer My stress eats at my body like a cancer How do I escape the problems in my mind? X2 I find I have to talk about it. X3 I used to be paranoid Now I’m just annoyed (Sung slowly to close song) inside my head my brain is just a gob stopper.

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