From black to white to red to white and back to red.
From black to white to red to white and back to red.

Bittersweet is better than the sweet
Hopeless kids are running crazy
Setting fires to the buildings when the schools are out.

And I hear you've got your sunglasses on,
And you hate everyone,
And you're talking about some book I probably lent you.

From black to white to red to white and back to red.
From black to white to red to white and back to red.

Cherry red and mirror ball,
I saw you by the factory wall
looking like a burnt out star in some magazine.

And I see you've got your sunglasses on,
and you hate everyone.
Like a Kennedy you're gone before your time.



Lyrics submitted by fghtffyrdmns09

Painted Indian song meanings
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