Lyrics

This is where it all began
Writing words with my left hand
This is what I learned in school
Beaten down with a twelve inch rule
Beaten down with a twelve inch rule

Made me mad but I got wise
You can fall or you can rise
Charity wears a dark disguise
Angels clawing out the devil’s eyes
Angels clawing out the devil’s eyes

Don’t be afraid of rainbows

You won’t see me in a magazine
Face was burned in kerosene
You can’t run and you can’t scream
When you’ve got seven mouths to feed
When you’ve got seven mouths to feed

Don’t be afraid of rainbows

This is not a trail of tears
No plastic flowers for souvenirs
Just scars and bruises, starry eyes
Pretty hearts and butterflies
Pretty hearts and butterflies

Don’t be afraid of rainbows, of rainbows, of rainbows, of rainbows