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and you look at me as if you want to know the soul that has been caged in a body and painted black & white by passers-by this naive soul has tried to fight; hurt and enraged but all it does everytime is hide its colours and cry
and you stare at me as if you can really see into my bleedin' heart and realise that all the blood it's beating are faking to be red when in reality, they are saying everyone sweet lies a spectrum of colours is all my heart has ever bled
and you smile at me as if you understand what it feels to have hidden sparks i hope you see through my walls as you're smart although your smile decorates me with lovely stars only you can see the kaleidoscope i am, sweetheart
the colours were kept hidden for centuries just for you to see the beauty of a kaleidoscope...
