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All black Lyrics

All black by Good Charlotte  

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All black Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

Like the night that we met, all black
Like the colour of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac, all black
I used to see red, now its just all black

As long as I could remember I dreamed in black and white
As I grew up and the sun went down I never felt more alright
My mother she use to tell me...Son you better get to church
And its a dark, dark world and the people out there and you know its only getting worse
Never been much for weddings or anniversaries but
I go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week
Some people say that I sound strange some say that I'm not right
But I find beauty in this world every single night

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

The night that we met, all black
The colour of your dress, all black
The seats in my Cadillac, all black
I used to see red, now its just all black

I sat down at her table at the end of the night
She was having black coffee and a cigarette, she wasn't wearing white
She said, people tell me that I am strange they say that I am not right
The only time I feel alright is in the dead of night
I think I found the one for me

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

Like the night that we met, all black
Like the colour of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac, all black
I used to see red, now it's just all black

I remember feeling so alive
The night I look into her eyes,

Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black

Like the night that we met, all black
Like the colour of your dress, all black
Like the seats in my Cadillac, all black
I used to see red, now it's just all black


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