Luyện nghe bài hát Artist

I know that an artist,
but you're the one to deal with.
Everything you conceal
is on your canvas.

You find all of ugly meanings
in all of the I find beautiful.
Do you see the is coming?
Come, I'm into you.

You perceive all of these
I'd have known.
Love, will you off the lights?
we're home.

You me in pastel,
colors don't tell of any boldness.
the way you'd love to see me:
so delicate, so weak, so purpose.

But your are drawn of charcoal
they're black, they're so cold, so imperfect.
Because see a sleeping world,
where waking isn't it.

You perceive all of things
that I'd never known.
Love, will you turn off the
We're home.