All the stupid lies
And the stupid games
Left a vacancy
In this picture frame
A prisoner
By my own hands
'Cause if I can't have me
Then no one can
I need to heal what I inflict
But I'll burn that bridge
When I get to it
As I play roulette
With a broken gun
I confess these sins
With a sharp
And spiteful tongue
So how do I apologize
And put the tears back in your eyes
When every canvas that I paint
Is a masterpiece made of my mistakes
Outlined in guilt
My portrait stares
In a gallery
Where the walls lie bare
As I modernize
My antique ways
True colors can't escape
The brush of fate
So how do I apologize
And put the tears back in your eyes
When every canvas that I paint
Is a masterpiece made of my mistakes
Illustrate all my pain
And set it all
ABLAZE
BURN
AND SET IT ALL
ABLAZE
...
..
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So how do I apologize
And put the tears back in your eyes
When every canvas that I paint
Is a masterpiece made of my mistakes?
And in the light of my demise
I see my failures in your eyes
Every canvas that I paint
Is a masterpiece made of my mistakes
*Uploaded 06.29.2022 for Vizkill Records*
