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Sheets of empty canvas
Untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her body once did
All revolved around her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted spin
my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of was everything?
All the have all been washed in black
everything
All the love bad
Turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see
All I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I know 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
Untouched sheets of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her body once did
All revolved around her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed
Has taken a turn
(Oh) and all I her was everything
(Oh) I she gave me all that she wore
And now my bitter hands the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the pictures all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted spin
my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How quick the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of was everything?
All the have all been washed in black
everything
All the love bad
Turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see
All I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I know 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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