Below is the lyrics of the song Brushstrokes , artist - Into It. Over It. with translation
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Into It. Over It.
Brushstrokes: The more subtle the detail,
The more they take a shape of their own.
Well you’re a promising painting
Next to the horrors that are waiting at home.
A fresh coat.
Two creatures of comfort
And we’d be lying if we thought this would look alright.
We can wait.
We can trade this all for shabbier nights.
Similar brushstrokes: From a distance this image seems beautiful to you and I.
The gruesome truth takes moving closer to be noticed by the naked eye.
I’m told it’s a fresh coat for two creatures of comfort
And we’d be lying if we thought this would make it right.
Perspective waits.
It can cover up our lonelier nights.
Brushstrokes: We’ve shown our true colors.
Museum quality.
A work of art that’s on display.
A framed idea in shocking detail.
local critics would say.
You see, I’m talking about a fresh coat for two creatures
Of comfort and we’d be lying if we thought this would look alright.
We’ll wait.
We can brush this off as quieter nights.
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