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Would you like to see me do my best impression?
Of animated dreams and understated self-expression?
Isn't it just enough to know that he was there?
Since when did sincerity get you anywhere?
Would you like to hear another explanation
Of elevated love and phantom degradation
A man like me, never likes to plead
Tell me anything, everything you need
When I fill in the colors
Fill in the colors
You can see the way
You always looked to me
When I fill in the colors
Fill in the colors
You'll only see
What I want to let you see
Pull down the sheet
That keeps you on your side
I'll paint your face
If you really want to hide
When I fill in the colors
Fill in the colors
You can see the way
You always looked to me
When I fill in the colors
Fill in the colors
You'll only see
What I want to let you see