Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Pieces of a masterpiece that prophesized my destiny
Always trusted my capacity
I'm as modest as can be, but actually
I got dreams of making it internationally
All my richest ambitions they called it fantasy
I call it meant to be
You know what I call it?
I call it meant to be
This that Maybach music
Luxury and leisure, laced with nuance
I didn't go to college, but I stayed a student
I analyzed the game till this thing went flowing
It's the irony how LSD inspired me
I met a different side of me
That started guiding me (Lucy)
Bear resemblance to the ivy leaf
Meditating in my library
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
The Eleusinian mysteries revealed itself in sympathy
For the tears that fell Antigone
Everything that ever was, and there is to be
Will dissolve into the dissonance of history
Socrates enlightened us, and every time he spoke
Plato wrote the dialogue, and set in stone
Aristotle's school of thought, ever to be known
It's the holy trinity, who set the tone
Welcome to the God's game
I said welcome to the God's game
The tempest and the sorcerer that scorns
The magus is the legislate that wears the crown of thorns
Still remember with remorse
What I did, and what it cost
I get it straight from the source
Was it worth it, of course
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Huxley - Brushstrokes Lyrics
Huxley - Brushstrokes Lyrics
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Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Pieces of a masterpiece that prophesized my destiny
Always trusted my capacity
I'm as modest as can be, but actually
I got dreams of making it internationally
All my richest ambitions they called it fantasy
I call it meant to be
You know what I call it?
I call it meant to be
This that Maybach music
Luxury and leisure, laced with nuance
I didn't go to college, but I stayed a student
I analyzed the game till this thing went flowing
It's the irony how LSD inspired me
I met a different side of me
That started guiding me (Lucy)
Bear resemblance to the ivy leaf
Meditating in my library
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
The Eleusinian mysteries revealed itself in sympathy
For the tears that fell Antigone
Everything that ever was, and there is to be
Will dissolve into the dissonance of history
Socrates enlightened us, and every time he spoke
Plato wrote the dialogue, and set in stone
Aristotle's school of thought, ever to be known
It's the holy trinity, who set the tone
Welcome to the God's game
I said welcome to the God's game
The tempest and the sorcerer that scorns
The magus is the legislate that wears the crown of thorns
Still remember with remorse
What I did, and what it cost
I get it straight from the source
Was it worth it, of course
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Pieces of a masterpiece that prophesized my destiny
Always trusted my capacity
I'm as modest as can be, but actually
I got dreams of making it internationally
All my richest ambitions they called it fantasy
I call it meant to be
You know what I call it?
I call it meant to be
This that Maybach music
Luxury and leisure, laced with nuance
I didn't go to college, but I stayed a student
I analyzed the game till this thing went flowing
It's the irony how LSD inspired me
I met a different side of me
That started guiding me (Lucy)
Bear resemblance to the ivy leaf
Meditating in my library
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
The Eleusinian mysteries revealed itself in sympathy
For the tears that fell Antigone
Everything that ever was, and there is to be
Will dissolve into the dissonance of history
Socrates enlightened us, and every time he spoke
Plato wrote the dialogue, and set in stone
Aristotle's school of thought, ever to be known
It's the holy trinity, who set the tone
Welcome to the God's game
I said welcome to the God's game
The tempest and the sorcerer that scorns
The magus is the legislate that wears the crown of thorns
Still remember with remorse
What I did, and what it cost
I get it straight from the source
Was it worth it, of course
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Come and take a walk in my galleria
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Renaissance, European
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Everything I see is made of brushstrokes
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Brushstrokes, (Brushstrokes)
Writer: Huxley ., Huxley
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