| Paint me a picture and hang it on the wall
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| Color is darkly, the lines will start to crawl
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| Down… down… down…
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| Spin me around and around
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| Draw me away to the night from the day, leave not a trace to be found…
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| Down… down…
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| Nothing is real but the way that I feel and I feel like going
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down, down,
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| down, down, down, down, down
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| Paint me a picture of eyes that never see
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| Flashes of lightning that burn for only me…
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| Hey, hey, hey — there’s only the devil to pay…
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| I’m ready to go, pull me down from below
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| Give me a place I can lay
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| Hey, hey — nothing is real but the way that I feel and I feel like going
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| Down, down, down, down, down, down, down,
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| down, down, down, down, down… |