Wet Paint

Intro

Blank white canvas by the speaker stack

Brush comes up and the kick comes back

Verse 1

Outline first, just a figure in grey

Skin goes on and the grey fades away

Cello slides in and the brush turns red

Muscle laid over from the feet to the head

Pre-Chorus

Tendons pulled tight like the violin's strung

Nobody's leaving till the last stroke's done

Chorus

Stroke after stroke, there's less to hide

Every new layer goes further inside

(further inside)

Face on the canvas, it looks like you

Eyes in the painting are looking right through

Cello Solo

Verse 2

Blue for the veins and they branch like trees

Gold for the nerves from the spine to the knees

Skull shows through where the skin had been

Two eyes open and they're watching the scene

Pre-Chorus

Tendons pulled tight like the violin's strung

Nobody's leaving till the last stroke's done

Chorus

Stroke after stroke, there's less to hide

Every new layer goes further inside

(further inside)

Face on the canvas, it looks like you

Eyes in the painting are looking right through

Breakdown

Thin gold lines running out from the hands

Off of the canvas toward where everyone stands

(where everyone stands)

Build-Up

Last stroke in and the brush comes down

Strings rise up and the painter turns round

Final Chorus

Step up close where the paint's still wet

Every gold line ends at someone we've met

(someone we've met)

Look at the figure, it's wearing our face

Skin, nerves and veins, every layer in place

Outro

Stroke after stroke

(further inside)

[Spoken] "Created by DarkPrincess -- Royalty of the night"