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