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I analyse everything |
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I know what you mean |
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I answer by questioning |
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All that I need |
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And I want you to surrender |
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I want you to see |
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All the signs |
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All the faces |
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Inside of me |
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I see I'm not perfect |
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But that's all I see |
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Lost in a portrait |
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In a picture of me |
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This can't be everything I see |
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Then my canvas is incomplete |
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Your color's everything to me |
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And my canvas will set me free |
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My outline is solid |
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And made up of crying |
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And the things that you say |
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Just burn in my eyes |
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I want to, to surrender |
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I want you to find |
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Some comfort in the spaces |
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Between the lines |
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I see I'm not perfect |
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But that's all I see |
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Lost in a portrait |
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In a picture of me |
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This can't be everything I see |
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Then my canvas is incomplete |
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Your color's everything to me |
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And my canvas will set me free |
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This can't be everything I see |
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Then my canvas is incomplete |
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Your color is everything to me |
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This can't be everthing I see |
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Then my canvas is incomplete |
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Your color is everything to me |
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And my canvas will set me free |
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This can't be everthing I see |
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Then my canvas is incomplete |
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Your color is everything to me |
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You're everything to me |
