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Brushstroke Rifles Lyrics

Lyricist- Andrew Preston

Artist- A.p. Harbor

Album-Blueprints & Bibelots

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.Men in regalia wielding brushstroke rifles
Secure with delight my canvas cloaked eyes
And paint the world's colors a thousand red hues
I thought for a minute I saw red, white, and blue

Come all marching men, pay no mind to the clocks
They're foolhardy, my friends. Oh, you be.

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