Painting The White To Grey (Live) - Chimaira (奇麦拉)
Face I am nothing face
Complete by sarcastic tastes
What a waste I think I'd rather die
Wanting never gaining
I find myself pondering life
Always situations I can never hide
Crying tears of anger hate
Depressed I never know the me
Never know what to do
Slit pour out the life a bottle of the vive
A desperate cry for something else to justify
I'm in a daze caused by pain
A failing force that wants to change
Painting the white to grey
Painting the white to grey
Numb body shivering
Blood dripping from the skin
Painting the white to grey
Painting the white to
Plastic always drastic
A vision of a psychopathic
With a razor crawling through the attic
I know somewhere out there someone cares
Wanting me to get my head out of the clouds
As they think it's time repair
These scars will never clear
I'll never be the same little one
With hopes of one day maybe being sane
I might have tried before
But I locked the door
Now I need a reason to unlock it
I'm in a daze caused by pain
A failing force that wants to change
Painting the white to grey
Painting the white to grey
Numb body shivering
Blood dripping from the skin
Painting the white to grey
Painting the white to
I want you walking moving now
Cutting and popping
I know I'm not the definition of your model
I'm always dropping
Lying and crying
I rarely find the relevance in always competing or trying
I take dying
I need to feel the shame in what it was that I did
I need to feel the shame in what it was that I did