Lyrics:
Paintings on the walls, Paintings on the walls
And she wants colours, Really oil colours
And she wants colours, She a real caller
And she real class,
Don't run out of this stuff
I watch as the TV screen moves around
I watch as the painting starts falling down
They move left and right as I stare at them
Don't let that horse eat that violin
Cried Chagall's mom, but he kept right on paintin'
And he kept on painting
'Til he became famous
And he kept
the painting
‘Cause I was once the painting
Now thieves have painted over me
I hate having to do inspecting
Oh, painter, painter, please don't forget
They takin pictures, I'm painting portraits
Hopping them fences, posted on porches.
Lookin through lenses, life lookin gorgeous.
Head start
a painting of a moment on a hillside
Makes you ill when all the scores tied
It's a hint of the aroma from the tears dried
And you ask what it feels like
It's
Push/pull empty full
You're still ungoogleable
No more painting, get a job
At x-raypop
Push/pull empty full
You're still ungoogleable
No more painting
snapchat
Leaving more than few impressions
Paint
Painting a thousand words
Leaving more than few impressions
Paint
Painting a thousand words
You just
Think i can't stop
Yeah
Think I can’t stop
Trapped in my mind
Suicidal thoughts
Yeah
Aye
Painting the globe
Spreading the virus
It’s like a flood
GZROC's going crazy
Why I feel like I ain't finna see my fam again
Painting hate inside, let it out with the pen
It get overwhelming, on my way
stories, that in our hearts will unfold.
Glowing neon colors, painting skies so bright.
In this magical moment, we'll dance until daylight.
Feel
all track of time
Mm-hmm, divine
She's been painting pictures, painting pictures in my mind
So I've been writing scriptures in the hopes that she'll be
a picture that you nigas painting (painting)
You ain't living what you spitting it's just entertainment (tainment)
Huh! I wish artist would come up with
can't let go
Oh, let's lie down
Oh, let us stare to the sun
Soon we´ll be gone
And I hope you can see
What I´ll become
And when I dream, I see paintings
Look at the picture, book in the scripture Now I look richer, she calling me mister
Playing the fixture, painting the picture Sipping the mixture, I
to stain (grraow)
Told a bad bitch, "Don't speak" (woo)
Left a waterfall on the sheets (hey)
Paintings on the wall, Mona Lisa (Mona)
Switch my ho by
Time keeps painting my darling
Ripped all the flowers in the garden
Oh baby come home
You angels, bring her home
Imens står solen over højen
Time keeps painting my darling
Ripped all the flowers in the garden
Oh baby come home
You angels, bring her home
Imens står solen over højen
guitars and painting the sky
Can you hear me?
All of you lost ones who aren't really lost ones
Keep shining your light
This goes out to the wild cards
You are as reliable as a painting
In wave wet sand.
Look in your eyes and I can't see a thing,
That usually means attraction to me
I've
of life
I can glimpse occasional moments
Gleaming like bonfires burning from across the fjord
In a painting from around 1915 called "Midsummer Eve
The list goes on and on, yeah
The list goes on and on, yeah
Taking it back, painting it black
Goes, it goes, it goes on and on, yeah
I do
you made me
The colour you paint me
You painting me wrong
Stay on your job
Starting to make me feel like I'm on one
Just paint me in gold
Or paint
Let's go
I'm painting, I'm painting again
I'm painting, I'm painting again
I'm cleaning, I'm cleaning again
I'm cleaning, I'm cleaning my brain
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