Lines
Scribble on the canvas
There's no reason to the way
They say to make it perfect
My shaky hands are gonna stay
Tracing off the page
Their outlines paint a picture
What you see is all you'll find
Dig a little deeper
Find a spark you can ignite
In the dark part of your mind
Let's make something beautiful and throw it all away
Crumpled paper galaxies in space
My hands are shaking way too much to color in these lines
My body's twisting backwards just to figure out what's right
There's nothing that I can do to make these colors right
I can't restrain myself to stick within these lines
Adventure alone on the outside
You can stick within the lines
That everyone else will draw you
But I'm gonna make these boundaries mine
I won't fall behind
A shooting star in the night sky
Pouring rain on a summer day
Reflections of words in a notebook
Depictions of thoughts I must portray
Disguised in what I say
Let's make something beautiful and throw it all away
Crumpled paper galaxies in space
My hands are shaking way too much to color in these lines
My body's twisting backwards just to figure out what's right
There's nothing that I can do to make these colors right
I can't restrain myself to stick within these lines
There's no reason to the way
They say to make it perfect
My shaky hands are gonna stay
Tracing off the page
Their outlines paint a picture
What you see is all you'll find
Dig a little deeper
Find a spark you can ignite
In the dark part of your mind
Let's make something beautiful and throw it all away
Crumpled paper galaxies in space
My hands are shaking way too much to color in these lines
My body's twisting backwards just to figure out what's right
There's nothing that I can do to make these colors right
I can't restrain myself to stick within these lines
Adventure alone on the outside
You can stick within the lines
That everyone else will draw you
But I'm gonna make these boundaries mine
I won't fall behind
A shooting star in the night sky
Pouring rain on a summer day
Reflections of words in a notebook
Depictions of thoughts I must portray
Disguised in what I say
Let's make something beautiful and throw it all away
Crumpled paper galaxies in space
My hands are shaking way too much to color in these lines
My body's twisting backwards just to figure out what's right
There's nothing that I can do to make these colors right
I can't restrain myself to stick within these lines
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