Red

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Her favourite colour

Somebody's hair

Everything is red now

But nobody dares

To find out why

Everything is red now

Nobody cry

It's painted on the walls

But nobody sees

And marked on our clothes

But nobody has died

Everything is red now

Like in a B-grade horror movie

Everything is red

Like a party or a race

And I'm gonna find out

Who painted this place

Her eyes were gleaming

And I was shivering

She made it red now

Just don't ask me why

A tin of red

And a paintbrush of fur

She climbed the fence

So nobody could catch her

And leaving a scene behind

I was framed

I was caught

I was given detention

And cleaning up her mess

That was the day

That everything turned red

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