Chris Leermakers

(13/10/1974 / Melbourne, Australia)

Colours=Colors


Red, Orange, Yellow And Green
Purple, Blue...And Yes, All The Rest
And Though These Words Might Sound Mean
Colours Are The Best
For Colours Don't Decieve
Colors Don't Reject
In Order To Believe
We Do Wind Up Suspect
To Whatever They Want
Yeah Whatever They Need
Whatever The Outcome
What Ever The Seed

Words Are Just Arithmetic
And Knowing How To Spell
Like Some Crazy Drug Addict
Living In Their Hell...
Yeah Just Some Brainwashed Fans
Now Living In Filthy Cans
Yeah The Brainwashed Souls, Falling Under Some
Or Another Cult's Control
Yeah Just Nasty Brain Spells, Undertaken By Some Witch
Who Just Escaped
Yeah Just Escaped From Hell

Colours,
Yeah Colors Never Have, Yeah Never Will Drown
Never Fall, Yeah Never Fall Down
They Just Keep Us All Within Our Ground
But Always And Always
Yeah They Always Do Tell...

Submitted: Thursday, April 25, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013
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