Crayon
(Face made of wax, I'm a crayon)
(Face made of wax, I'm a crayon)
(Face made of wax, I'm a crayon)
(Face made of-)
No furniture, I just need a floor to pray on
Face made of wax, I'm a crayon
Lead my own parade, it got rained on
I excuse myself from the seance
God- God put me on like light, bet I stay on
Beckoned by the curse, I remain calm
Pretty face at your door, it's not Avon
Waste it all, then ask where the day gone
I awake from a place that I can't return
Wilt away in a vase, let the candle burn
I consign my grace, I wait my turn
I'll bid my face, I'll trade my hurt
I'll trade our place, let's swap our sneaks
I buy acne 'til pockets weak
I stretch my arms, I turn my leaves
I'll turn my cheek when under siege
Believe in hell, but won't accept
Believe in self, but I'm inept
For a grasp of faith, I lept
I stood alone when God had left
(I stood alone, I stood alone)
I stood alone when God had left
(I stood, I stood)
(I stood alone, I stood alone)
I stood alone when God had left
(I stood, I-)
No furniture, I just need a floor to pray on
Face made of wax, I'm a crayon
Lead my own parade, it got rained on
I excuse myself from the seance
God- God put me on like light, bet I stay on
Beckoned by the curse, I remain calm
Pretty face at your door, it's not Avon
Waste it all, then ask where the day gone
(Face made of wax, I'm a crayon)
(Face made of wax, I'm a crayon)
(Face made of-)
No furniture, I just need a floor to pray on
Face made of wax, I'm a crayon
Lead my own parade, it got rained on
I excuse myself from the seance
God- God put me on like light, bet I stay on
Beckoned by the curse, I remain calm
Pretty face at your door, it's not Avon
Waste it all, then ask where the day gone
I awake from a place that I can't return
Wilt away in a vase, let the candle burn
I consign my grace, I wait my turn
I'll bid my face, I'll trade my hurt
I'll trade our place, let's swap our sneaks
I buy acne 'til pockets weak
I stretch my arms, I turn my leaves
I'll turn my cheek when under siege
Believe in hell, but won't accept
Believe in self, but I'm inept
For a grasp of faith, I lept
I stood alone when God had left
(I stood alone, I stood alone)
I stood alone when God had left
(I stood, I stood)
(I stood alone, I stood alone)
I stood alone when God had left
(I stood, I-)
No furniture, I just need a floor to pray on
Face made of wax, I'm a crayon
Lead my own parade, it got rained on
I excuse myself from the seance
God- God put me on like light, bet I stay on
Beckoned by the curse, I remain calm
Pretty face at your door, it's not Avon
Waste it all, then ask where the day gone
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Writer(s): Joeyy, Joseph Green
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