Warhol

I wonder what you think of me
 Or if you're thinking anything
 I hope in your head, you're nice to me
 Can you see it clearly now?
 'Cause lately I don't have a shape
 I'm blurry lines without a face
 So, if you want, I'll rearrange
 Switching all the colors out
 'Cause I've been waiting forever to be noticed
 Up on a white wall
 I keep twisting the image
 'Till I'm not myself at all
 'Cause you love Andy Warhol
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 So, there it is, another me
 A Hitchcock blonde on Bleecker Street
 I bet you'll never know which one's the carbon copy
 Can you tell?
 'Cause I can't either, if I'm honest
 I miss myself, but I can't stop it
 I've been waiting forever to be noticed
 Up on a white wall
 I keep twisting the image
 'Til I'm not myself at all
 I've been hoping that nobody would notice
 I made the wrong call
 I keep twisting the image
 'Til I'm not myself at all
 'Cause you love Andy Warhol
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 I've been waiting forever to be noticed
 Up on a white wall
 I keep twisting the image
 'Til I'm not myself at all