Muse کے بول

Today I awoke my eyes were blind to the colours of this beautiful world, Which scares me because I've planned to paint a self portrait of my world Do you remember my asking your opinion of me? The answer was so beautiful and inspiring So I prayed to the brushes to see my values But they had a conspiracy against me Which is my own theory But how can I prove it on speculation Oh Courtney I love you, for being her my saviour But I can pretend to be suffering in between the brushstrokes and they will gather to see my work goals achieved Because of you you my darling I'm choosing the colours I'm choosing my colours To my self portrait I'm choosing to my self portrait I'm choosing