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Sheets of empty canvas
Untouched 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 me all she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the have all washed in black
everything
I a walk outside
I'm by some kids at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the bad
my to black
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 else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
Untouched 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 me all she wore
And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the have all washed in black
everything
I a walk outside
I'm by some kids at play
I can feel laughter
So why do I sear?
(Oh) and thoughts spin
Round my head
I'm spinning
(Oh) I'm spinning
How the sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
All the bad
my to black
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 else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be
Why can't it be mine
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