Tell me how you want to be portrayed now. You can have it all, You know that you can have it all. And I love you, yeah, I love you. Donatello, Frida Kahlo, Holbein, You can have it all, You know that you can have it all. And I love you, yeah, I love you. But paint me a picture, Or draw yourself drawing a piece of paper with pencil, 'Cause you can't afford to misrepresent me. I want an imitation of reality. Gather all your kings and other things That denote my good. You might tell me what caused Who you bring that denote my good nature. You establish this good nature. I’m the aristocracy now, listen to me. Yeah, your whores come and go to sit with me. I want to be seen in a hundred years as you see me now. So don’t hesitate, paint my portrait. So paint me now. You didn’t want to know, You didn’t want to see, You threw it in the fire, You threw it in the fire. And then you took my eyes So I could never be The painter of your boy And then I go: King for king, oh king, bring the guillotine.
i so wish Leon and Portrait made it on the album...
Same
me too
leon sounds like the first part of this song
Why I can't find this song on Spotify?
This is amazing
Please tell me how you got this version of the song. please.
wow, this is fab!
LOVE
🎉
Quanto sono forti le canzoni dei gruppi strani che ascolta Camilla :) un saluto.
ahah non solo camilla ascolta questi gruppi strani;)
Could someone please write the lyrics?
Could someone please write the lyrics? I'm Italian and I can not find it
Tell me how you want to be portrayed now.
You can have it all,
You know that you can have it all.
And I love you, yeah, I love you.
Donatello, Frida Kahlo, Holbein,
You can have it all,
You know that you can have it all.
And I love you, yeah, I love you.
But paint me a picture,
Or draw yourself drawing a piece of paper with pencil,
'Cause you can't afford to misrepresent me.
I want an imitation of reality.
Gather all your kings and other things
That denote my good.
You might tell me what caused
Who you bring that denote my good nature.
You establish this good nature.
I’m the aristocracy now, listen to me.
Yeah, your whores come and go to sit with me.
I want to be seen in a hundred years as you see me now.
So don’t hesitate, paint my portrait.
So paint me now.
You didn’t want to know,
You didn’t want to see,
You threw it in the fire,
You threw it in the fire.
And then you took my eyes
So I could never be
The painter of your boy
And then I go:
King for king, oh king, bring the guillotine.
thank you very very much !!
WTF!