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Colors // In Absentia

from Fraud in Lisbon by Whitewash

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little lines, little lines
stretch across a lonely sky tonight
you see a million creepy colors
just close your eyes and you'll be fine

falling out of focus just to fall in line
how hard is that to do?
never brush it off as only breaking backs
it'll come on back to you

well can you see it?
his mind is blowing up from inside
a million creepy colors make it harder to decide

little time, little time
to get our questions out of mind
you'll pull them down, have you forgotten
that private eyes can't see your crimes?

falling out of favor won't you go away
how hard is that to do?
sit here grinning at me like a painted doll
from way across the room
i can't even see you won't you call my name?
(i'm right in front of you)
try to tell time with a broken watch
what a silly thing to do

well can you see it?
his mind is lying there by his side
a million creepy colors make it harder to decide

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from Fraud in Lisbon, released September 16, 2014

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