Ritchie Blackmore Self Portrait
Paint me a picture and hang it on your wall.
Color it dark where the lines must start to crawl.
Down, down, down.
Spin me around and around.
Draw me away to the night from the day.
Leave not a trace to be found.
Down, down.
Nothing is real but the way that I feel.
And I feel like going down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down, down.
Paint me a picture of eyes that never see,
With flashes of light that will burn for only me.
Hey, hey, hey, there's only the devil to pay.
I'm ready to go pull me down from below.
Give me a place I can lay.
Hey, hey.
Nothing is real but the way that I feel.
And I feel like going down, down, down, down,
Down, down, down, down!
