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rainbows in the night
climb through, the widow is open..
you bring a storm with you
it turns to gray: my room, these walls
seems it’s true, we don’t like it here
when clouds look over us
and my shadow runs from me
it doesn’t like your cursed company
.. yeah
we claw at skin
we break from within
and it shows
in black and blue
my mirror sees it
..and like a god
it just knows..
..my biggest tormentor, is what’s held inside.
yeah, it’s dark in here
but stay near
and let it settle..
i’ll take this pain
..
perhaps sever a vein.
now
dump like bloody rain.
can’t you see?
for it’s how i make these
rainbows
in the night.
you bring a storm with you
it turns to gray: my room, these walls
seems it’s true, we don’t like it here
when clouds look over us
and my shadow runs from me
it doesn’t like your cursed company
.. yeah
we claw at skin
we break from within
and it shows
in black and blue
my mirror sees it
..and like a god
it just knows..
..my biggest tormentor, is what’s held inside.
yeah, it’s dark in here
but stay near
and let it settle..
i’ll take this pain
..
perhaps sever a vein.
now
dump like bloody rain.
can’t you see?
for it’s how i make these
rainbows
in the night.
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