Into It. Over It. - Brushstrokes

Brushstrokes, no more sorrow the details
The more they take the shape of a round
All your promise and pain next to the heart that's waiting at home
A fresh cut to creatures of comfort
And we'd be lying if we'd thought this would look alright
We can wait, we can trade this off for [?]

Similar, brushstrokes
From distance to this seems beautiful to you and I
Be cruising truth [?] to be noticed by the name you had
Told them to fresh cut for two creatures of comfort
And we'd be lying if we'd thought this would make it right
Perspective waits, it can cover up if you're lonely or not

Brushstrokes, you showed off your colors
Museum quality, a work of art for someone to display
[??]
You seem to be talking about a fresh cut for two creatures of comfort
And we'd be lying if we'd thought this would look alright
We'll wait, we can brush this off as quietly nights
We can brush this off as quietly nights
We can brush this off as quietly nights.

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