Clouds - Weird Shapes

Clouds Lyrics

Oh that face makes you look,
Out of place in a story book,
You think your life is ment to be,
A rocking horse in a fantasy.
Well goodness knows what you are all about,
Are you serious in the things you shout,
Are you satisfied with the way cheer.,
At my lepers heart and the things it fears.
Paint me red,
Paint me red.
Well the Devil knows what you like,
You need it cold to warm.
Paint me Red,
Paint me Red.

Blood on my hands oh oh,
Blood on my hands oh oh,
Love on my hands oh oh,
Love on my hand oh oh.
Paint me red,
Paint me red,
Paint me red,
Paint me red.
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Lyrics submitted by Reg Hardfinger.