| Black, I only wear black
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| Spring in my step, knife in my back
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| It’s just what I’m like, I keep it inside
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| Pills in my pocket, head in the sky
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| I only wear black
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| I moved to LA and it rained every single day
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| But I don’t really care whether its grey skies or blue
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| We camped at the beach, learned to surf and broke my knees
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| But I don’t really care, they couldn’t walk me back to you
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| Sometimes you win but generally, you lose
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| Black, I only wear black
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| Spring in my step, knife in my back
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| It’s just what I’m like, I keep it inside
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| Pills in my pocket, head in the sky
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| I only wear black
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| Bought a brand new car and flattened a deer by Richmond Park
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| Suppose I’m not the only one who fails to see the light
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| Sometimes you laugh but usually, you cry
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| Black, I only wear black
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| Spring in my step, knife in my back
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| It’s just what I’m like, I keep it inside
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| Pills in my pocket, head in the sky
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| I only wear black… |