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Im lost in the artwork
in a world where all canvas is burned
where you'll be tried for gazing
and found guilty for the love
and i was told to stay away from the flame
but i know i will never learn
I'm lost in the artwork
and i love the way it hurts
I slipped away
down into the abandoned place
hidden there were rows of lost paintings
treasured artwork hoarded and stored
hidden from the hateful world above
kept secret for so long
so quietly i walked
scared of being caught
If this feels so right
then why is it so wrong?
and then i saw it there
hidden in a corner i saw it there..
now i am lost in the artwork
swallowed by your eyes
all has ceased to matter
it's too late to turn around
and i know this could kill me
i know i can die
but all has ceased to matter
because you're now by my side
in a world where all canvas is burned
where you'll be tried for gazing
and found guilty for the love
and i was told to stay away from the flame
but i know i will never learn
I'm lost in the artwork
and i love the way it hurts
I slipped away
down into the abandoned place
hidden there were rows of lost paintings
treasured artwork hoarded and stored
hidden from the hateful world above
kept secret for so long
so quietly i walked
scared of being caught
If this feels so right
then why is it so wrong?
and then i saw it there
hidden in a corner i saw it there..
now i am lost in the artwork
swallowed by your eyes
all has ceased to matter
it's too late to turn around
and i know this could kill me
i know i can die
but all has ceased to matter
because you're now by my side
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