We see love painted on pictures
Everywhere that we go
But my soul is a canvas the right paintbrush has yet to know
Love is not supposed to be jealous, nefarious, or cold
Yet, each time I think I've felt it
That's the way it's been sold
She says "I love you"
And my heart becomes attached but with each time it's repeated
The harder it is to light the match
It's a burning desire, engraved into our hearts
That we must love and be loved
But, what if that's just not it?
What if you have to learn to love yourself
Before you can reveal the pieces of your own art kit?
I guess my canvas will remain bare
Because my heart was never shown the colors used to form a person
Where only love is grown
So, there
Look at my watch
Look at my chain
I think about all the ways that you changed
I hear the clock
It's ticking away
I'm sick of feeling so freaking deranged
I got vision
(Vision)
Good vision
(Vision)
Someone tell me what on earth has gotten into me
I can't put this shit to words
I just hope one day you'll see
I had vision
(Vision)
Good vision
(Vision)
2020 Yeah Im seeing clearly
Circle small, I don't need you near me
Letting go if I don't hold you dearly
Listen closer if you can not hear me
I got vision
(Vision)
Good vision
(Vision)
Never sticking to a genre
(Nope)
You know I be switching it
(Switch it)
I just left the eye doctor
He said my vision is good as shit
(I guess)
I got vision
(Vision)
Good vision
(Vision)
2020