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Sheets of empty canvas
of clay
Were laid spread out me
As her once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I know she me all she wore
And now my bitter hands beneath the clouds
Of was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all in black
Tattooed everything
I take a outside
I'm by some at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures all been washed in black
everything
All the love gone bad
Turned my to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life
I you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
of clay
Were laid spread out me
As her once did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I know she me all she wore
And now my bitter hands beneath the clouds
Of was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all in black
Tattooed everything
I take a outside
I'm by some at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures all been washed in black
everything
All the love gone bad
Turned my to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life
I you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
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