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she says I'm an empty canvas
in this tainted town
but white stands out
when it's dark around,
I was quiet and falling
like a fading sound
but 21, and I'm finally found.
she says I'm an empty canvas
in this paper town
so tear me out
I don't want to be around,
when the city's calling
I'll be my own sound
21 and I'm finally found.
I figured out where the lights all lead
in this life where I came, I saw
now I wonder
when I'm under
will I be your work of art?
I was faded, covered in the dark
but now, I will be my work of art.
inside out again in my head
all I see is myself
paint me wings and set me free
So I, so I can be
Myself.



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