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I mix the rust into my hue
And paint it flat across the blue
Each bruise is now a texture line
That makes the surface truly mine
The years have drawn their lines on me
In colors I refused to see
I picked the brush up anyway
And mixed those marks into my day
The heavy strokes I used to hide
Are now the undertone inside
The spots that used to make me small
Now paint the corners of the wall
I mix the rust into my hue
And paint it flat across the blue
The past is something I swim through
The ache has taught me what is true
I mix the rust into my hue
And paint it flat across the blue
Each bruise is now a texture line
That makes the surface truly mine
The heavy strokes I used to hide
Are now the undertone inside
The spots that used to make me small
Now paint the corners of the wall
I mix the rust into my hue
And paint it flat across the blue
The past is something I swim through
The ache has taught me what is true
I mix the rust into my hue
And paint it flat across the blue
Each bruise is now a texture line
That makes the surface truly mine
