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I want to sing about someone |
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he was so good at looking sad |
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He made my cry |
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so many times |
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but never like that morning |
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He had a cold |
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they said |
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god mixed up in adolescence |
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he left us with a link |
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hanging in the summers rain |
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I want to sing about someone |
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someone that i never knew |
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someone that woke back word |
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backward in the water |
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he went a little to fast |
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to fast to stay alive |
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not afraid to die- he said |
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but did not have to go so soon |
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he had so much more to sing |
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and so much more to give |
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black is the only colour |
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that suits you |
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gray was a little too light |
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for you |
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and now rather go |
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will miss them |
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but soon he'll join them |
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it isn't my fault |
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if i am this way |
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when i see a man swimming |
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i see a drowning child |
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and when i look up at the sunny sky |
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i see a storm is comming |
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and a man next to (...) |
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reminds me of a destiny |
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Black is the only colour that suits me |
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gray is a little too light to me |
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now rather go |
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i miss them |
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but soon i'll join them |
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tonight black is the only colour that suits me |
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oh tonight black even seems little to light for me |
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tonight |
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tonight |
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black even seems a bit bright for me |
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and now |
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tonight |
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and now |
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