[Spoken Word: City Light Mosaic]
For years I’ve tried to wash my hands, but some stains never fade
Whenever I think I’ve dried my hands, I resubmurge in paint
I don’t know how to open my eyes, I haven’t slept in weeks
Whenever I look at the back of my eyes, I only see your face
Your blood has marked my face, it has become part of my ego
I need to close the blinds, I need a nice warm pillow
I need help, I need help, I need help, I need help
For years I’ve tried to wash my hands, but some stains never fade
Whenever I think I’ve dried my hands, I resubmurge in paint
I don’t know how to open my eyes, I haven’t slept in weeks
Whenever I look at the back of my eyes, I only see your face
Your blood has marked my face, it has become part of my ego
I need to close the blinds, I need a nice warm pillow
I need help, I need help, I need help, I need help
( City Light Mosaic )
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