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I’m painting, I’m painting again.
I’m painting, I’m painting again.
I’m cleaning, I’m cleaning again.
I’m cleaning, I’m cleaning my brain.
Pretty soon now, I will be bitter.
Pretty soon now, will be a quitter.
Pretty soon now, I will be bitter.
You can’t see it ’til it’s finished
I don’t have to prove...that I am creative!
I dont’ have to prove...that I am creative!
All my pictures are confused
And now I’m going to take me to you.
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