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So what if I'm an accident?
My sloppy strokes cause the easel to laugh
My distant, wild, but calming colors make the crowd 'oh' and 'aw'
And I'm just too distasteful to not be bought out
And the wind is slowly swaying me in directions
My eyes are full with city lights
My ears are full with church bells
My lips lazily clamping a cigarette
And in this town you get what you get
The wind is slowly swaying me toward you
My mind is full of candy coated dreams and naive theories, philosophies, and equations that we call wisdom
I'm just too distant to not come back
My heart?
Oh, it's a fucking wreck
My sloppy strokes cause the easel to laugh
My distant, wild, but calming colors make the crowd 'oh' and 'aw'
And I'm just too distasteful to not be bought out
And the wind is slowly swaying me in directions
My eyes are full with city lights
My ears are full with church bells
My lips lazily clamping a cigarette
And in this town you get what you get
The wind is slowly swaying me toward you
My mind is full of candy coated dreams and naive theories, philosophies, and equations that we call wisdom
I'm just too distant to not come back
My heart?
Oh, it's a fucking wreck