Альбом The Black Angels

You're a storm, you're so emotional
Moody and controlled, sly and involved
You're alright, you come to me in times
You make me realize I'm not the kindest guy

But I give, give, give, give
I give what I can give
So just give, give, give, give
Give me what you have, dear

Slow, you kept me in that storm
You showed me things galore
Made me want much more
And now denied, the things I saw inside
The things I saw inside is what really caught my eye

And you give, give, give, give
Just give what you can
And I'll live, live, live, live
Live while I can, dear

You're so surprised, you see me put up fights
You hear me realize, you come along for rides
You're just so kind, the eagle with red wine
You made me see that bright eye between me and time

To just kill, kill, kill, kill
You kill what you can
And you kill, kill, kill, kill
Anything you want

You gave a gift to me
In my young age
You sent me overseas
And put the fear in me
And I ask what for now
Why me, why war?
And I ask what for now
Vietnam War?
Spent my time there by the shore

Oh we got off that boat
Charlies everywhere
A lotta killin' and dyin'
And no one seems to care
I ask what for now
We say hell no
And I ask what for
Why me, why war?
And I spent my time there by the shore

Sixty thousand men died
While you were here
You came into our homes
And you took our kids
And you ask for more now
For this new war
And you ask for more now
Vietnam War
I spent my time there by the shore

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Red and green was the color of her dress, manipulation
pale blue was the color of her eyes, manipulation
yellow yellow was her hair
orange sunburst red hot glare, manipulation, manipulation

and you can feel her madness
she will call you out
watch out for her dark side
cause you'll soon figure out
so run on
she's training you
and she's got you dancing

red and green was the color of the ground, manipulation
pale blue was the color of the steel, manipulation
yellow yellow was her hair
icy gray was her glare, manipulation, manipulation

and you can feel her madness
see right through her smile
don't you turn your back and
you'll soon figure out
so run on
she's training you
and she's got you dancing

red and green was the color of the money in her hand
pale blue were the color of the flowers on his casket
yellow yellow was her hair
icy gray was her glare, manipulation, manipulation

and you can see her sadness
she will call you out
watch out for her dark side
cause you'll soon figure out
so run on
she's training you
and she's got you dancing