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I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see Hillary pass by dressed in her summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my snarkiness goes
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I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black
No reporters or tv cameras, they’ll never come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby it just happens ev’ryday
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I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and I want to paint it black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
Not easy when you’re just a coked-up, political hack
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No more will my assininity jump the shark
I could not foresee this thing happening to me
If I look hard enough into the setting sun
My family’ll be laughing at me before the morning comes
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I see a red door and I want to paint it black
No colors anymore, just turn them all to black
I see Crooked Hillary walk by dressed in a summer suit
I just turn my head and take another short little “toot”
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I want to see my hair painted bright orange,
But then I say no, change it back to black
I want to see the sun “half-mast” in the sky
I want to paint it black & just kiss it all goodbye
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Just paint it black, paint it black, paint it black, paint it black
Black, just black, all black, nothing but black
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