I hold on to beliefs like they were part of me I go from grandiose to erotomaniac Whatever you are wishing Add a bit of magic A new piece to recreate What's taken Is it tragic? When I paint a scenery All of it is black Details on the canvas meet And form a brand-new self It's a puzzle with stolen pieces Few are broken and all are tainted A persona with better tastes New life born from the one that's ended When I paint a scenery All of it is black Details on the canvas meet And form a brand-new self