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Sheets of empty canvas
Untouched of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her body once did
All revolved her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I and breathed
Has a turn
(Oh) and all I taught her was everything
(Oh) I she gave me all she wore
And now my bitter chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids 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 away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all 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 know you'll have a 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
Untouched of clay
Were laid spread out before me
As her body once did
All revolved her soul
As the to the sun
Now the air I and breathed
Has a turn
(Oh) and all I taught her was everything
(Oh) I she gave me all she wore
And now my bitter chafe beneath the clouds
Of what was everything
(Oh) the all been washed in black
Tattooed everything
I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids 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 away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all 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 know you'll have a 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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