Artistry lyrics

I let every thought

Thread a weft of yarn

Weaving through the warps

A tapestry of us.

If I make my arms the home you seek,

If I sway my brush, would I capture thee?

If I hang your scars in a gallery

As a work of artistry...

May I clear your slate and wipe your conscience,

Lay it on another shelf?

I'll be anything you ever ask,

I'll take your memories upon myself.

If you keep my thoughts and thieve my wisdom

I will find another shell.

I don't ever want to be the selfish reason

You don't ever find yourself.

I felt every thought

Claw the strands apart

Weaving into knots

A travesty of us...

If I stay my arms and I pull your sleeve,

If I snap my brush, would you trust in me?

If I trace your scars with the broken piece

As a work of artistry...

May I clear your slate and wipe your conscience,

Lay it on another shelf?

I'll be anything you ever ask,

I'll take your memories upon myself

If you keep my thoughts and thieve my wisdom.

I will find another shell,

I don't ever want to be the selfish reason

You don't ever find yourself.

Watching the needle thread through every pore

She told me shading made everything more

Beautiful but I don't see it at all.

I'm more deranged than before,

Standing in paints as it pools on the ground.

Colours of empathy blending with doubt

Witnessing everything melting around

Until I drown.

May I clear your slate and wipe your conscience,

Lay it on another shelf?

I'll be anything you ever ask,

I'll take your memories upon myself.

If you keep my thoughts and thieve my wisdom,

I will find another shell.

I don't ever want to be the selfish reason

You don't ever find yourself.

May I clear your slate and wipe your conscience,

Lay it on another shelf?

I'll be anything you ever ask,

I'll take your memories upon myself.

If you keep my thoughts and thieve my wisdom,

I will find another shell.

I don't ever want to be the selfish reason

You don't ever find yourself.