Samantha Crain - Paint Lyrics
There where the painted come allthat's where I startOh the dead, the flex there,then brush them allThought hope to your hopes that was the mostthe best you find.Oh, try not to disappear until the shadowInto a tunnel that doesn't where, doesn't nowhere to goso where is that ghost that was the most the best you find?There's a real problem here, I knowI almost young this year now that I'm older.I don't wanna be the ceiling, it's much too soon for that,still it feels like something's missing and not to real drove backso where is that host, that was the most the best I'll find.As a real problem here, I knowI almost young this year now that I'm older.As a real problem here, I knowI almost young this year now that I'm older.