Orange

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[Verse 1]
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  There's orange and yellow on the 
paintbrush
It's sort of mellow, but the same 
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rush
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I taste the ocean on my taste buds
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But I can make a poem with the same 
tongue
F
  O-range all around, Cobain 
stompin' ground
No rain's fallen down, old flames 
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all 'a drown
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I'm allowed a few low day fallin' 
outs
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Mourning a man that my gold chain 
honors now
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  Mellow Yello's got the blues
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I'm green with all this envy, cause 
this fellow got marooned
     Am
I've read all the white lies left in
 the twilight
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Purrs-pulled from kitties who bellow
 at the moon
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So I choose, to keep a tangerine 
with the tambourine
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Apathy is absentee ballot when I 
crack a cheese
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Smile, there's no masterpiece styled
      G                    C
In an afternoon, I have to use the 
Stanley Kub
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There's no Full Metal Jacket
F
It's quite right enough to hide my 
own kettle's blackness
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A low-level blacksmith, so orange 
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its clockwork
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And there's no choice but onward
F
Yeah, he said whatever takes the 
weight off
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Raindrops drive you crazy if they 
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hit the same spot
            Am
So I go opposite of still
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When I'm feeling blue until the 
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opposites reveal that I'm orange


[Hook]
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All of it is a dream
  Am                    G  C
I make it up, but it's real
F              Am
All of it is a dream
F           Am
Want you to see
                 G  C
I want to believe
F              Am    F
All of it is a dream
  Am                    G  C
I make it up, but it's real
F
All of it is a dream
                 Am                
I want you to see, I want to 
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believe
C         F
I wanna believe


[Verse 2]
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There's orange and yellow in my 
eyelids
                                  Am
It's sort of mellow, but I like it
So bright and vibrant I might go 
G
blind
             C                 F
If I don't adjust to my climate
F
Mount Olympus, I'll climb it
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No Sisyphus exists in my mindset
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Mind set to detonate if
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I step incorrect, expressin' my 
violets
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Purple Haze and some Kurt Cobain
Got me doing flips like it's Cirque 
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Soleil
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Slow-motion at a turtle's pace
       G                          
I'm so Punxsutawney Phil when I'm 
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still in a recurrin' state
And each day is the same as the last
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 one
Fatal attraction, waves to a captain
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O-range turned grey from my atoms
    G                      C
And threw it to the skies above, 
April showers


[Hook]
F
All of it is a dream
  Am                    G  C
I make it up, but it's real
F              Am
All of it is a dream
F           Am
Want you to see
                 G  C
I want to believe
F              Am    F
All of it is a dream
  Am                    G  C
I make it up, but it's real
F
All of it is a dream
                 Am                
I want you to see, I want to 
 G
believe
C         F
I wanna believe