Painting Out (feat. Kauf)

But if I coudn't give up
What I saw in you
The park longed for green
Let it

Push the window to raise up
Feel like aiming low
The vines are coming cross
Dig round my throat
My eyes a last dance
Body's still a glass mold
Filling up too long

Am I painting out the sky with you?
Hands dipping into black
Am I painting out the sky with you?
With every color we're failing
And I'm not the mess you want

But if I coudn't give up
What I saw in you

Though I put not a toe wrong
On the laminate
A sharp rain's on your skin
Half there

Till the manger floods off
I keep returning
I keep returning
Dig round my throat
My eyes a last dance
Body's still a glass mold
Filling up too long

Am I painting out the sky with you?
Hands dipping into black
Am I painting out the sky with you?
With every color we're failing
And I'm not the mess you want
Am I painting out the sky with you?
Painting out behind you
But I'm not the mess you want
Am I painting out the sky with you?
Painting out behind you
But i'm not the mess you want
I'm not the mess you want



Credits
Writer(s): Reed Kackley, Ronald Kaufman
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