So you want more affection to add to your distraction?
the snow it bleeds a sky so grey today
of memories what's lost not gained pretty
reliving awful yesterdays
we cant see the other side
we forget obstructed views cant see blue skies
no longer blind
paint a portait to be seen of hopes and dreams
stain the canvas carelessly (our enemies)
so you plead for attention to add to this dimension's ascension
the stroke of time just hides the safe to reign
the choke of loss despise our taste
and our souls honest side which leaves us just to be our own diguise
no longer blind
paint a portait to be seen of hopes and dreams
stain the canvas carelessly (our enemies)
take the present as a gift reversal
make the message of what's left
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