These Colours Don’t Run Architects (Ft. Jon Green)

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[Intro]
These streets aren't paved with gold
Don't believe everything that you're told
Deception hides in all you see
Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe

[Verse]
And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free
Fourth drive in paradise
Vapid souls check the market price
Lifetime slave living in a suburban grave
If there was a God, was a God
You would be the death of him

[Chorus]
These colours don't run
Like colour from the face
Eyes roll back, chemical despair
It's true what they say, life isn't fair

[Post-Chorus]
So repeat this line, "Everything, everything is fine"
So repeat this line, "Everything, everything is fine"
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