Bricks Songtext
The walls here are boring, empty white like my mind. Linoleum flooring and slick wax shine. The smell of rose pedals floats through my mind, making memories of us staying up all night (Staying up all night!).
She fills up the empty space on my canvas white, distracting me from boring things and painting through the night.
The walls here are boring, empty white like my mind but my only salvation to pass away the time. Flowers smell of bee stings paranoid in fright, Masked my memories of us staying up all night (Staying up all night!).
She fills up the empty space on my canvas white, distracting me from boring things and painting through the night. She fills up the empty space on my canvas white, distracting me in my own head and painting through the night.
She fills up the empty space on my canvas white, distracting me from boring things and painting through the night.
The walls here are boring, empty white like my mind but my only salvation to pass away the time. Flowers smell of bee stings paranoid in fright, Masked my memories of us staying up all night (Staying up all night!).
She fills up the empty space on my canvas white, distracting me from boring things and painting through the night. She fills up the empty space on my canvas white, distracting me in my own head and painting through the night.
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