| Watch out, the small world is closing in
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| No doubt you’ve been in some nasty pain
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| But I’ll shout right until you’re really here
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| No way I will let you take you whole
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| I’ll stay tickle in your bored out soul
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| And we’ll play, pretend if it get you warm
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| I know we can be a splash of paint
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| In a world that’s either white or grey
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| Take me by my arms and say
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| It’s a first to colour things this way
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| And you are typing the words down
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| Let them change the blank spaces
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| We could be a splash of paint
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| Tough times, they tend to make you loose your mind
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| Bright signs and sunlight can be hard to find
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| But we’ll fight this often 'til it’s out of sight
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| And no time will have driven far from here
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| Right now you need to pack your bags my dear
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| And we’ll climb, the view is really great up there
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| I know we can be a splash of paint
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| In a world that’s either white or grey
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| Take me by my arms and say
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| It’s a first to colour things this way
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| And you are typing the words down
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| Let them change the blank spaces
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| We could be a splash of paint
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| Ooh ooh
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| (We) we could be a special (a special)
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| (Paint) (we could be)
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| A special paint
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| (We could be) (we could be)
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| We could be a special (we could be)
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| (A special) we could be (ooh)
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| (We could be) we could be a special (ooh)
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| (Paint) (we could be) (ooh)
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| (A special) (we could be) (ooh)
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| (A special)
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| I know we could be (ooh)
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| I know we could be a special paint (ooh)
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| In a world that’s either white or grey (ooh)
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| Take me by my arms and say (ooh)
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| It’s a first to colour things this way (ooh)
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| And you are typing the words down (ooh)
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| Let them change the blank spaces (ooh)
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| We could be a splash of paint (ooh)
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| Ooh ooh
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| Ooh ooh |