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Artiste: Immedia
Titre: Paint Me Heaven

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Though my senses stray, I can feel....
Of the few I've left, of the trails unfurled.
With the pierce and the flex,
Unleashing what's real.
Now as if to die,
In the corner lies curled.

Every light, a soft shiver to find.
As if blind were not out of all reach.
Such a chill to me I engulf every sigh.
Though my pulse may quicken, my pupils are bleached.

Red sighted thirsting, invincible to the seconds that pass, I will simply not yield.
Through the sweat of my face, and the sting of my words, if I hold up my head will my neck break? Cause that's
How it feels.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.

For myself,
What could I ask,
But to cry for the seconds to pass.
From the end
To the flow,
Paint me heaven
And god never let me look below.

Paint me Heaven.

For myself,
What could I ask,
But to cry for the seconds to pass.
From the end
To the flow,
Paint me heaven and never let me look below.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.

Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.
Paint me Heaven.