| Proper, so damn proper
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| In all-black, looking like an old bank robber
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| I ain’t a roadman, fuck off
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| Son of a gun, my old man shot off
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| So chill, how will I chill?
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| No point going sleep, got an hour to kill
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| Take a walk outside where the flowers are real
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| And the sky’s more than just your desktop background
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| I ain’t playing when I come in
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| Niggas better have this beat playing when I come in
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| What we doing? |
| Are we staying? |
| Are we running?
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| Are we stood still waiting for the day? |
| It’s never coming
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| We’re too fucked, cooped up there in the cages
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| But we hate it when you stare in our faces
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| Lost there in the matrix, with that white girl
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| Yeah, she can be very persuasive
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| Shoveling a ton of white
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| I’ve got my mama like «he's no son of mine»
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| Shoveling a ton of white
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| I’ve got my mama like «he's no son of mine»
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| Colourblind in summertime
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| The hills are grey, the sun is white
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| Shovelling a ton of white
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| I’ve got my mama like «he's no son of mine»
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| Colourblind, I only see in black and white
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| It’s just how it is, so don’t ask me why
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| All I need in this life of sin
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| Is an 8-ball and a crate of Heineken
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| Now I’m live again, feel alive again
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| Blackout blinds stop the sun shining in
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| We wait all year till the summertime comes
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| Then we lurk in the darkness of underground clubs
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| And hide from it, what a life we live
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| Stuck in the middle of the dark and the light, I guess we just
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| Colourblind in summertime
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| The hills are grey, the sun is white
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| Shovelling a ton of white
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| I’ve got my mama like «he's no son of mine»
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| In the darkness, I come alive
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| Never come alive, never come alive
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| Alarm clock playing lullabies
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| Wake up, boy |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Colourblind , by - Dream Mclean. Song from the album Greyscale, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп