Lyrics

This canvas in front of me has become dull It's not like before My pallet is full This brush that I stroke paints grisaille and nothing more These colors I pour I can't seem to restore Is it worth painting Results are the same thing These strokes that I'm waving It all comes out gray My canvas don't Do Re Mi Not from what I can see What you see in color I see in gray How can you possibly Understand remotely The loss of my colors I'm not ok Gray shades are turning black it's affecting my soul Consuming it whole It's taken its toll The last stroke of my brush there will not be another Tell mom I love her My childhood brothers Is it worth painting Results are the same thing This canvas is fading All I see is gray My canvas don't Do Re Mi Not from what I can see What you see in color I see in gray How can you possibly Understand remotely The loss of my colors I'm not ok
Writer(s): Ramon Prado Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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