Imagine your brain as a canister filled with ink,
yeah, now think of your body as the pen where the ink resides.
You're the human magic marker, won't you please surprise my eyes?!
Fuse the two, KAPOW! What are you now?
no matter what Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight.
It's in your nature, you paint whatever picture you like.
So modify this third rock from the sun,
by painting myraids of pictures with the colours of one. I'm sick of painting it black and white
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my pen is dry, now I'm uptight So sick of limiting myself to fit your definition.
You'd be sure man that every line drawn reflected a life that you loved
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
So, must we demonstrate that we can't get it straight?
would, in the blink of an eye, manifest and become illustrated.
We've painted a picture, now we're drowning in the paint.
not an existence that you hated.
Let's figure out what the fuck it's about, before the picture we painted chews us up and spits us out.
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Redefine. We've painted a picture, now we're drowning in the paint. Must we demonstrate that we can't get it straight?
before the picture we painted chews us up and spits us outLet's figure out what the fuck it's about,.
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