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Watercolors
Here it comes again
The needle comes following
Since you were seventeen
Longest youv'e been clean
Nineteen in pheonix
You're all on your own
The canvass it's bleeding with dark dreams you're keeping
The piano is silent
But you can still hear it weeping
From places that call and are calling you
Pick yourself up from there
Before you turn right into dust
If you don't get out of there
You're gonna turn right into dust
