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Andy Warhol would've loved you baby
You're face would be a portrait hanging in the Guggenheim
Andy Warhol would've loved you

Portraits incomplete 
Are crying 
Being naive
Concrete things are mean 
Are praying 
Being creative 
Portraits incomplete 
Are crying 
Being naive 
Concrete

your portrait in the sky
Pull off my skin, show you my alien face
You say you love me anyway
Here comes the chill
When our eyes meet
I feel it still
When

not looking back on yesterday
Let’s paint our own portrait in which our love remains
Yeah you’ve got your flaws, mistakes and weaknesses
But

In the burden of your absence
I speak your name in past tense
You’re a shadow of my portrait
Can't afford this distortion
Fortify what i find

sin

Paint my face
In the colors of disgrace
A portrait in
The most appalling ways
My cheeks cave in
As I try to force a grin
But I just can't help it
I

bed
In the morning, I'll make you breakfast
And take you out to see the town
All the usual stomping grounds

I love the portrait of me
That you drew

Cuz egos taint the speak and make the feeling change so angrily 
Painting me what they want but only I approve the portrait 
Bosses barking orders while

me did it already happen 
From another pick of the litter, portrait taking a picture, loosely trying to-make my sound tight 
Did it already happen?

I wish I looked more like you
Greener grass need not be explained
I hope I will in another life
My portrait will be swapped into your frame

I enter

Pictures from over the ocean - postcards sent from the sand
Portraits and letters to help them remember
The kings of the desert - strangers in a strange land

hanging your last portrait
On the wall in this cottage
Where you left to combat

Crickets dying
Seasonal
Winter is hard game
About survival

Read eulogy

wait (don’t wait).
And time gets short, and I’m fading away, what’s the chance that glory could come my way?
Cause portraits in color, they all fade

Was bored thIs weekend, 
Woke up and i bought me a coupe,
Skrr'in on road see a buff ting,
Lemmie turn n scoop,
I wear Portrait of a Lady,
Main don't

The remnants in my house
Need some dusting
Along with the portraits
And voices that haunt me
And I'm swerving the stones
Being thrown by the windows

ne soit que vain
C’est le portrait d’une jeunesse, génération en détresse
Et on remet ça demain

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saw you dancing in the garden, you enchanted me
Now I see us in a family portrait
Sweet reverie

You, you flew away
To purple skies way above

Im just a starving artist painting my own portrait
Writing my own story
Haters feel free to sing along muthafuckas

Yeaa they say I'm humble
They

Give me the best of the worst

Gotta see it for yourself, babe
Portraits that you won't believe

Was it a missed connection?
Was it poor reception?
Was

hear a word you said
I'm painting decrepit self portraits
And I'm having so much fun
Watching all the colors run
This party's only just begun

Your words

in my own head and I ask myself why
Does nobody see I'm tearing at the seams
Blinded by an image
A portrait they perceive
And it's cold in this land

that you left
She likes them all, I guess I'm not a threat

Just another headstone in portrait mode, another little story you told
An ex on the calendar

I spent our last summer painting
Pink skies and made-up faces
But I swore your portrait was real
You looked like an angel
Blue violets all tangled

Or just look around and smile
Be grateful for what I have
My calendar is blank
Should I paint it like a portrait
This summer will reveal
Just where I am