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Painting the roses red

We're painting the roses red

We dare not stop

Or waste a drop

So let the blood be spread

We're painting the roses red

We're painting the roses red

Oh, painting the roses red

And many a tear we shed

Because we know

They'll cease to grow

In fact, they'll soon be dead,

And yet we go ahead

Painting the roses red

Painting the roses red

We're painting the roses red.

-The Mad Hatter.

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