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pluckin those strings with a tear in my eye
it burns fiery orange
my mind filled with ur lies
the color of purity gold
the color of soul purple
the colors of my favorite star
with the rock he'll hurt u
screw red signs that say stop
i like things that are green
my pockets...my traffic
mother nature's seeds...my dreams
i mean of being a teacher
the head of my team
the color of the chalkboard
I'll make it by any means
i'll walk wit a lean
so fresh and so clean
although they say life its not all it seems
im brown skinned but the color of clean is white
black hearted
disproved of love at 1st sight
but i shine like bad teeth
yellow and bright
and my true colors shall show
by day & by night
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