colorless

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I would've paint myself colorless
And you would've started asking me questions
But what am I supposed to say
When the answers are unknown to me as well
I let go of my hands
Because people always find it easier to love another
So I drowned my sorrow in a puddle
Never expecting anyone to understand
It is just irrelevant

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