See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
Id love to say it her
Kiss her lips, theyre wet with spit
Its more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine
Youre very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesnt capture you
Youre very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesnt capture you
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
Id love to say it her
Kiss her lips, theyre wet with spit
Its more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine
Youre very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesnt capture you
Youre very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesnt capture you
Youre very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesnt capture you
Youre very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesnt capture you
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