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S.c.i.e.n.c.e.


Artist: Incubus
Genres: Rock
Total songs: 8
Year: 1997

Redefine Lyrics - S.c.i.e.n.c.e. - Incubus

Imagine your brain as a 

Canister filled with ink 

Yeah, now think of your body 

As the pen where the ink resides 

Fuse the two, kapok 

What are you now? 

You're the human magic marker, won't you 

Please surprise my eyes? 

 

It's in your nature 

You can paint whatever picture 

You like no matter what 

Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight 

So modify this third rock from the sun 

By painting myriads of pictures 

With the colors of one 

 

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I'm sick of painting in black and white 

My pen is dry, now I'm uptight 

So sick of limiting myself 

To fit your definition 

 

I'm sick of painting in black and white 

My pen is dry, now I'm uptight 

So sick of limiting myself 

To fit your definition 

 

Picture the scene 

Where whatever you thought 

Would, in the blink of an eye 

Manifest and become illustrated 

You'd be sure man that every 

Line drawn reflected 

A life that you loved 

Not an existence that you hated 

 

Photos 

 

So, must we demonstrate that 

We can't get it straight? 

We've painted a picture 

Now we're drowning in paint 

Lets figure out what the fuck it's about 

Before the picture we painted 

Chews us up and spits us out 

 

I'm sick of painting in black and white 

My pen is dry, now I'm uptight 

So sick of limiting myself 

To fit your definition 

 

I'm sick of painting in black and white 

My pen is dry, now I'm uptight 

So sick of limiting myself 

To fit your definition 

 

What, what 

What, what 

What, what 

What, what 

Redefine 

 

I'm sick of painting in black and white 

My pen is dry, now I'm uptight 

So sick of limiting myself 

To fit your definition 

 

So, must we demonstrate that 

We can't get it straight? 

We've painted a picture 

Now we're drowning in paint 

Lets figure out what the fuck it's about 

Before the picture we painted 

Chews us up and spits us out 

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