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It was the Painter's Dream
Of every color ever seen
I reached for the Gold
But you took the pot at the Rainbow
I wanna burn it to the ground
But I

the lonely painter notices the outlaw
Whiskey in his hand
How he's leaning on the canvas

Lonely painter, won't you leave my ma alone
You've got a mama of your

in shame
You can't find love with a broken heart
Time is a painter and life is art

Get pushed by a breeze and go back inside
Behind your walls you

I'm guitar player but I'm a painter too
Sometimes there's things you have to do
So I'm a painter too

An hour later I was still there painting when

only be a reflection
Of what the painter had initially put into it
Hence
He never failed to stress the importance
Of preparation
And forming the right

my lane I'm a zone keeper
Wasn't enough so I'm goin' deeper
Ain't no waking me up I'm a cold sleeper
Learn from myself I'm my own teacher
I'm a painter

the painter brush
And finger fuck the game wassup
Inside be comin up the tragic
In my lane wassup
I tell these bitches why
You actin so lame wassup
These

targets(Targets)
Nigga you better have caution(Have caution)
Spin the block call me a washer
Uh
Stroke the brush call me a painter(A painter)
Demon time call up your

the vision and places it in hand

Master Artist, chisel at my being
Master Painter, color me Your face
Master Artist, shape me with Your finger
Master Painter

Draw the weapon quick on a nigga like a painter you don't wanna make me angry
Niggas overrated
Still on that old shit niggas outdated
Niggas get a buzz

(It's lit)

Stay to be painter
Like sound trainer
Not for the chaining
On my replaying

Balmain ремень и
Paulo benetti
Купим только Bentley
Как у

Hello neighbor (Howdy)
Bitch you are in danger (Yah yah)
I could tow you like I'm Mator
Bitch I'll see you later
Waving round that splatter painter

I'll be the writer of your fantasies
The painter of your memories
I pull you closer to me as we watch the parking lot sunset
Walking on a wire
It was

to save some more
When the cats go upside down you know how it was
You can smell the gas from it you can't live no more
Painter's lover's on a brigde

The painters brush cuts
The gateway shuts on your doom
Raise the dead hands
And find them clench at your dying
Gaze the running sands
And watch them stop in

the page
Following each stroke as the memories take shape

Consider me a painter
If you consider me at all
It wasn't always pretty
But I painted what I saw

your ears
The poet’s wish…Hostello, Tangiers

Take me, take me to, take me to
Hostello, Tangiers

I did see a painter’s dreaming
Flee with the tide,

a universe of your design
You're the jaded painter with a fragile mind
You'll get better with time
A whole evening has passed you by
Everything's been tossed

down)
I can nibble on a verse and get some cursing out
But the hurting in my person is the painter now
And I'm standing here interrogating God with my

お利口...まるで知らない
ちゃんと...も あっそうで終わり
若い奴らが 変える街
昔も今も Rolling days
俺達 時代の Painter
古びたカラーに Say good-bye
俺達 時代の Painter
自分のカラーで All night long
Street power

down painter's son
Only you can tell
All I see misery
And the son you sell

Bits of sand and bite sized teeth
Keep it cool, keep it discrete
And my mind

You are the Painter
I'm one of a billion shades of blue
How blessed am I to be painted here by You

You put me in the morning sky
You placed me in

some Paris gallery
Now it couldn't be much more than some two-dollar yard sale piece

Bet didn't know you were a painter
But you tainted all kinds

A PAINTER SETS SAIL

4 days from Tahiti, after a tropical storm
A painter touches canvas with a loveliness so warm
Each stroke to the rhythm