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S-U-R-R_E-A-L
Red sky in the morning,
shepards warning,
I see it every sunrise.
way way up high,
blood dripping cross the sky,
someone screaming, someone dies.
I'm lost in a surreal word, a surreal world
In the world of swirling mists and starry skies,
A man screaming, A child that cries,
cries, cries, cries all the time,
the final gong, the final chime,
Of Dali's clock is ringing,
ringing, ringing, in the hills.
Giving me the chills,
Giving me the chills,
I think i'm dying,
dying on the hills,
Dying on the blood stained lawn
On the ear that has been torn,
and sent in a bitter love lost letter,
Oh I better, Oh I better,
Get out of my head,
Theo is shouting. Theo is talking.
I think I better go right now.
And i know just how,
I know just how,
Goodbye my Theo.
Goodbye my Theo.
Goodbye My theo.
The skies turning black,
Everyones turned their back,
On me,
Everyones not seeing what I'm seeing,
Or care that I'm a human being.
Goodbye my Theo, Goodbye my Theo
Goodbye from Vincent Van Gogh,
Dying on the hills,
Dying from the chill,
dying from the chill of a cold cold world.
<Okay this song is abotu Vincent Van Gogh, a man who everyone thoughtw as mad, no appreciated, left to commit sucide because he wa s aburden on his brother theo. It's not very good but meh..I will try and write a better one later..
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