Paintings Are Dead
And the paintings are now dead
And they looked into your eyes
And the animals they bred
They will slip in your disguise
And the only one you know
Is the only one who lied
And the paintings that they saw
Were a horrifying sight
Treat me more like a vegetable
Burden me with your mind control
I don't care it's morning now
I'm all alone in my life
And the paintings are now dead
And they looked into your eyes
And the patterns that they set
They will live inside your mind
And they looked into your eyes
And the animals they bred
They will slip in your disguise
And the only one you know
Is the only one who lied
And the paintings that they saw
Were a horrifying sight
Treat me more like a vegetable
Burden me with your mind control
I don't care it's morning now
I'm all alone in my life
And the paintings are now dead
And they looked into your eyes
And the patterns that they set
They will live inside your mind
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Writer(s): Cory Thomas Hanson, Evan Coleman Burrows, Lee Landey
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