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of empty canvas
Untouched of clay
Were out me
As her body did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the 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 bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I a walk outside
I'm by at play
I can their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the gone bad
my world to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a star
In else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
Untouched of clay
Were out me
As her body did
All five horizons revolved around her soul
As the 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 bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of was everything
(Oh) the pictures have all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I a walk outside
I'm by at play
I can their laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and twisted thoughts that spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the gone bad
my world to black
Tattooed all I see
All that I am, all I'll be...
Yeah...
I you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a star
In else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
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