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Multi-coloured bullets

Lets paint the world with multi-coloured bullets
Watch them spread a load of holes
Thread a knot through life itself
Scrape a dent through life’s existence
Clutching air with no assistance
Lets paint the world with multi-coloured bullets

Shadows
Shadows
Shadows
Hide the future
Future
Future
Which will threaten
Multi-coloured bullets

Lighted flashes, neon torches
Focused on a spot
That you once hid in
You thought was safe
But now you know its not

It’s a cruel world
It’s all torture
You think it’s so unfair
That you have a multi-coloured bullet
Pointed on you there

Pull the trigger
Here the sound goes
But you don’t feel pain
You died before the impact
You died before the strain

A multi-coloured bullet
Pushed into the chest
Of every man and women
Lay down here to rest

Shadows
Shadows
Shadows
Hide the future
Future
Future
Which will threaten
Multi-coloured bullets
(instrument thingy it make sense to me)

Multi-coloured bullets
Shot at from a gun
The colour seems so charming
A web of deceit is spun

(this is kinda jazzy but still with a rock kinda beat)
Poem by Spoon