I obviously don't own this show, or else I'd be sick of it, by now. I don't own Ozzy, or his music, either.
GUIDE:
Red- Passion, Romance, Violence
Pink- Watered-down (half-assed) Red
Blue: Peace, Tranquility, slight sadness
Brown: Honesty, Absoluteness,
Green: NEW money, Newly-acquired wealth
Dark Green- OLD money, old, long-time wealth
Yellow: Lies, falsehood, deceit
White: Innocence, naivety
Gold: Grandeur, glamour, magnificence
Purple: Royalty, something highly esteemed
Grey: Mourning, Anguish
Black: Death
Though he IS pretty cool...
Enjoy!!
Skies of fire, opening wide.
Out in surroundings, you've nowhere to hide.
Worthless to run, so you find no use.
A pension on Life in drugs, and substance abuse.
Bleeding internally, but NOT the color Red.
Red is representative, but THIS is blue, instead.
Awash in a sea of Yellow, tryin' to ease the pain.
Finding nothing but anguish, instead, awash in Acid Rain
Your Life's lost its color, so you cash it in, for Black.
No More Tears of brown, instead, all shades of Grey.
But a man once said, and he was right. "Nothing Gold can Stay"
The past is the past, now, there's no turning back.
He was Purple to you, eloquence, so delightfully gay.
Fading in hue at nightfall, Withering away, by day.
White Bliss, endless lines, all stained secretly in Red.
Too bad, it didn't last. So now it's all but Dead.
You were yellow, at least, to him. Tainted by the Rain.
Drowning in a cleansing poison, various pints of pain.
Killing yourself ain't much fun, Red, Yellow, White, Black.
Like I said, the past is the past...
Now, there's no turning back.
It's slow, too slow. Wine is fine, Whiskey's quicker.
Suicide, is slow with liquor.
Take a buck, and drown you sorrows...
Then it floods away Tomorrows...
(A/N: Okay, the final lines are Ozzy Osbourne's "Suicide Solution" NOT my own)