| On a beach twenty yards from the roadside
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| Back again 6 AM far from sleep
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| Must be 290 blue on the water
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| It’s gray to me 3 CV is all I see
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| Green can only hold you in the garden
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| Too much red will go right to your head
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| But if it’s all the same to you
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| Give me back my blue
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| Other colors fade anyway
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| I’m colorblind three way tragedy
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| Pantone memory grayscale eyes
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| Maybe i’m paranoid yeah that’s my problem
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| You almost have to be when you look like me
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| Stopped in the shade of a road sign
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| When the sun rose like a bomb
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| Tried to read the simple writing
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| But the letters came out wrong
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| It’s all white lines to me
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| But things are getting clearer
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| I can almost read the writing in the mirror
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| I’m colorblind three way tragedy
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| Pantone memory grayscale eyes
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| Maybe i’m paranoid yeah that’s my problem
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| You almost have to be when you look like me
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| Green can only hold you in the garden
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| Too much red will go right to your head
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| But if it’s all the same to you
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| Give me back my blue
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| Other colors fade anyway
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| I’m colorblind freeway tragedy
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| Pantone memory x-ray eyes
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| Where’d all the color go on my radio?
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| You almost have to be a satellite to see |