Angel Blake - Paint It Black Lyrics

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Paint It Black

Paint It Black Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Paint It Black By Angel Blake?
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens every day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin' sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes Hmm, hmm, hmm I wanna see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Yeah! |
Who Wrote Paint It Black By Angel Blake?
Keith Richards, Michael Jagger
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What's The Duration Of The Paint It Black By Angel Blake?The duration of Paint It Black is 3:27 minutes and seconds. |
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