[01:14.06] Why do we act like nothing
[01:17.29] Will ever draw our attention?
[01:20.68] You know I could've known this all along
[01:28.20] These pale colour streaks dragged me on repeat
[01:31.69] With all those blinding tones wrecked me into pieces
[01:35.96] Yet I still remain here in forlorn
[01:43.54] The image we designed halfway
[01:50.49] The illustration marked a certain place
[01:57.69] It impatiently just tries to react like nothing
[02:03.53] Will ever draw our affliction?
[02:06.70] You said "I should've known this all along"
[02:14.16] It pulls ourselves beneath the theme to trace and retrieve
[02:17.99] Every picture I have thrown
[02:20.67] You've got me thinking that I would better to dwell and mourn
[02:28.67] 
[02:31.79] If you fill the frame
[02:35.44] With your splattered paint
[02:39.00] You'll step aside with the weight of it all
[02:42.01] As it bursts right out from your core
[02:46.80] 
[03:13.99] The hue displayed a wide range of shade
[03:21.31] The saturation caused a glooming wave
[03:28.62] The contrast raised above the average
[03:36.00] The gradation aligned with my vacant space
[03:42.63] It all impatiently just tries
[03:47.65] To fill the frame with our splattered paint
[03:54.70] We'll step aside with the weight of it all
[03:57.82] As it bursts right out from our core
[04:02.32] If I fill the frame
[04:05.95] With my splattered paint
[04:09.52] I'll step aside with the weight of it all
[04:12.56] As it bursts right out from my core
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