She's gone back to the city
She's gone half the world away
I'm stuck inside the van
Creatures she paints that feature her friends
Sometimes I think of those buildings
When I see through the cracks
A new kind of love and life fill them
I'll see all the colors when she paints it black
Hard work, feedback
Nothing
Try, try, try, babe
I tried, short stop
Perfect
Too high to die that way
Hard work, feedback
Nothing
Try, try, try, babe
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