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Letras:The Color Fred. Minnesota.

Coming out of Minnesota
I could see the stars had fallen out of line
I look too deep into your words and try to limit in mine
I saw you coming thru the front door
I couldn't tell what you were thinking
But I would bet on it for damn sure
We were about to get into it again

Put me through hell, swallow your pill
If you don't I know who will
Put me through hell, swallow your pill
If you don't I know who will
Your going to put me through it all again

And as Hemmingway said the sun it also rises
I only saw it set except for those all nighters
And do you want to stay up?
I know where this ends up
I saw you coming thru the front door
I couldn't tell what you were thinking
But I would bet on it for damn sure
We were about to get into it again

Put me through hell, swallow your pill
If you don't I know who will
Put me through hell, swallow your pill
If you don't I know who will

Is this the only solution?
Your going to put me through it again
Is this the only solution?
Your going to put me through it again

Swallow your pill now your patience is running out
Swallow your pill now you can't help to scream or shout
makes me sick, is all is all
makes me sick, is all is all
makes me sick, is all is all
makes me sick, is all is all

Is this the only solution?

Put me through hell, swallow your pill
If you don't I know who will
Put me through hell, swallow your pill
If you don't I know who will (know who will)
Your going to put me through it again
If you don't I know who will
Your going to put me through it again
If you don't I know who will
Is this the only solution?
If you don't I know who will
Well its the only solution?
And I know who will
Color Fred (The)