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Don't turn away I'm the only thing you know you wanted Polite and tamed left you feeling like a child who's getting bored but your skin is worn just like California didn't warn you that you'd burn beneath the setting sun I'm taking it back I'm turning from you, I'm turning from you I'm taking it back So colors don't turn from black to blue You can put that gun down Such beating remains Are the hallways to where your poor heart is Re-sin again this beatings pushing Wither to the floor Cause im feeling torn Just like paranoia Didn't warn you That you'd burn beneath the smoking gun I'd hate to tell you how much of this charade Isn't exactly all of the things that can say Things that I can say I'd had to tell you how many bad mistakes Are really things I intended to make SongtexteIntended to make I'm taking it back I'm taking it back I'm taking it back So colors don't turn from black to blue I'm taking it back I'm turning from you, I'm turning from you I'm taking it back So colors don't turn from black to blue [2x] Aus Songtexte Mania