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Christine Lyrics

We were white, conspicuously white
And bare like a canvas, to take life
From a brush that is paintless and dry
We were young, conspicuously young
and poor, too poor to get a life
We got bored, we got blood on our hands
Christine, though no one does, I care (2x)

Let's go out, if you want it all right
You might get some air instead
And belong to the world that we roam
'Cause tonight, as every odd night
The sky and its stars are on our side
There's a light shaping hope by design
Christine, though no one does, I care (2x)

I feel light, touristy light and sharp
I absorb you colour life
There's you, there's me, there's the night

Christine!
Live it up though!
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