Paint Bleeds
You sayI lie to myselfAnd you sayI'm a hypocrite behind closed doorsAnd you sayThat I intentionally paint it all blackAnd I sayPaint bleedsAnd you areMy parish priestAnd you areMy god in blue jeansAnd you sayI am masked perfectionAnd I sayWhere are you getting all this?And you thinkThat somewhere I'm prettyAnd you think That I'm a work of artAnd you sayThat you'd like me on your easelAnd I sayPaint bleeds...Paint bleeds Written September 24th, 2001 © on Sep 24 2001 11:18 AM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 10
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"You sayI lie to myselfAnd you sayI'm a hypocrite behind closed doorsAnd you sayThat I intentionally paint it all blackAnd I sayPaint bleedsAnd you areMy parish priestAnd you areMy god in blue jeansAnd you sayI am masked perfectionAnd I sayWhere are you getting all this?And you thinkThat somewhere I'm prettyAnd you think That I'm a work of artAnd you sayThat you'd like me on your easelAnd I sayPaint bleeds...Paint bleeds..."