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Hey what's your problem? You make me so uneasy Have you ever thought about it Everything's so black and white to you Do you wake up every morning Cursing the colour of your skin There's nothing you can do about it I got to stop running into you We had a conversation But you were talking to yourself I just happened to be standing there I could've been a fishbowl on a shelf And it's a crying shame Cause I've done all I can do You're living in an ancient fortress You're letting nothing new come through To you, To you Everything's so black and white to you Hey mister bluesky You're looking grey Your face is flushed but it's never red There's a shadow hanging over your head You could be a buddha baby To be free where you belong There's never any misconceptions When everything you know is wrong And it's a brave new world It's a carousel come true That's why it gets me down Sitting here listening to you Hey mister bluesky You're looking grey Your face is flushed but it's never red There's a shadow hanging over your head
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