my room's painted pink, but all I can see is grey
I thought this would be a great May
curtain opens. the wind sways
but here for me.. good luck is no way
I never see a drop of ray
to save any of my clichÈ day
just cannot escape my false pray
waiting devil to be its pray
sometime the color is amber
when my soul deep in anger
my minds tire and shatter
speed of desperate goes faster
nothing left in this body but shiver
I watch the falling angel
I watch the flying devil
there's no color will come
my room just monochrome
(another boring moment, May 7th 2003, 00:45)
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