From the pen to its canvas
With a Y in parenthesis
Followed by an O, U, R, S
Because I’m not sure
If it’s yours
Or if it’s ours
Let's open a box of blue pens
Draw lines on the walls like painter's tape
Separating everything clearly
No more abstractions
No more distractions
All my memories
Packed into boxes
I'm the prey of the rabbits
To your predator foxes
There’s been a mistake made by ink From the pen to its canvas With a Y in parenthesis Followed by an O, U, R, S Because I’m not sure If it’s yours Or if it’s ours Let's open a box of blue pens Draw lines on the walls like painter's tape Separating everything clearly No more abstractions No more distractions All my memories Packed into boxes I'm the prey of the rabbits To your predator foxes Explain Request ×
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