My rage is paint
My body the canvas
Don’t act like you’re a saint
Dancing with my madness
I’m not crazy
I’m not sane
I hate me
And you feel the same
We’re perfectly poetic
And poetically pathetic
My rage is hurt
My body gets the scars
It gets the hatred that Burns
On the inside of my heart
I’m not crazy
I’m not sane
It’s scary
The thoughts inside my brain
We’re perfectly poetic
And poetically pathetic
We’re pathetically psychotic
And psychotically paranoid
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to see
How you’re still able to love me
My body the canvas
Don’t act like you’re a saint
Dancing with my madness
I’m not crazy
I’m not sane
I hate me
And you feel the same
We’re perfectly poetic
And poetically pathetic
My rage is hurt
My body gets the scars
It gets the hatred that Burns
On the inside of my heart
I’m not crazy
I’m not sane
It’s scary
The thoughts inside my brain
We’re perfectly poetic
And poetically pathetic
We’re pathetically psychotic
And psychotically paranoid
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to see
How you’re still able to love me
( Trentaco )
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