Someone’s got what I’m looking for.
A piece of you? No more
A fraction slides to the left my right
Just a sound seems strange to fight for
When I’m so clueless it seems crazy
Then stuck with this penalty
Of what to do in a time of want
But somehow you just want me
Colour my rainbow in, I’ll do
A perfect picture ensued
Above my head, below my mind
This time I’ll shade with a fine line
‘Cause I’m the driver behind this acrylic
Painting sounds with words to dictate
What happens behind the scenes
But somehow you still want me
Granted, granted this subliminal message
I realised a bit too early that it was too late
This tardiness was perfectly escaped
Time and its army always wins
Never forgetting its captive’s passage
Someone had what I thought I never had
Corrected I was through the sadness
When I’m so clueless it seems crazy
Then stuck with this penalty
Of what to do in a time of want
But somehow you just want me
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