Lyrics

Sing to me, tell me that I'm not the one Not just any song, I'll let you be the swan You know my secrets, you know my fears I feel how I'm evicted, I'm trapped in all your tears I'm in every word your lips are shaping And it's in your silence, that I'm slowly fading So before you go, before questions stay unanswered Sculpt me brutally, until I'm truly battered Make of me your work of art Adorn my soul, decorate my heart Don't be afraid, please, just feel free To put paint on me Put pain on me... Cover up the harm, cover up your shame As long as you can't see it, it will be the same Eyes so easy to deceive, but deep inside you'll know That's just surface colour, cause the dark can't glow You'll see the mud, you'll see the dirt There's no escape, your path was curt And in the end, if we go back to the start You'll realise that maybe, you're the "work of art" Make of me your work of art Adorn my soul, decorate my heart Don't be afraid, please, just feel free To put paint on me Put pain on me... Make of me your work of art Adorn my soul, decorate my heart Don't be afraid, please, just feel free To put paint on me Put pain on me...
Writer(s): Andrei Antal Cionta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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