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Lletres: Blackmores Night. Self Portrait.

Paint me your picture and hang it on the wall
Color it darkly, the lines will start to crawl
Down, down, down, spin me around and around
Draw me away to the night from the day
Leave not a trace to be found

Down, down, nothing is real but the way
That I feel and I feel like going
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down

Paint me a picture of eyes that never see
Flashes of lightning that burn for only me, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, there's only the devil to pay
I'm ready to go, pull me down from below
Give me a place I can lay

Hey, hey, yeah, nothing is real but the way
That I feel and I feel like going
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down

Down, down, nothing is real but the way
That I feel and I feel like going
Nothing is real but the way
That I feel and I feel like going
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down