You paint me in your pictures
I find you in your dreams
I'm dripping off the canvas
And landing at your feet
I'm your flowers in the trash
I'm the China that you bash
I'm in your lungs,
I'm in your lungs
I'm the money in your mattress
Your confession, your bad habits
In your lungs,
In your lungs
You paint me in your pictures
I find you in your dreams
I'm dripping off the canvas
And landing at your feet
I'm your flowers in the trash
I'm the China that you bash
I'm in your lungs,
I'm in your lungs
I'm the money in your mattress
Your confession, your bad habits
In your lungs,
In your lungs
In your lungs,
In your lungs,
In your lungs,
In your lungs
In your lungs,
In your lungs,
In your lungs,
I'm in your lungs
Deity Aphrodite you not know that stuff Persephone
I'll be in the shadows to conduct you like a symphony
Like a symphony
Conduct you like a symphony
Like a symphony, like a symphony
Like a symphony, Conduct you like a symphony
You paint me in your pictures
I find you in your dreams
I'm dripping off the canvas
And landing at your feet
I'm your flowers in the trash
I'm the China that you bash
I'm in your lungs,
I'm in your lungs
I'm the money in your mattress
Your confession, your bad habits
In your lungs,
In your lungs
I'm in your lungs