#melancholia
She Painted a Lovely Picture
She painted a lovely picture
But there’s a shocking twist
Her brush was a razor
Her canvas, her wrist
She painted a lovely picture
In the color blood red
Using her paint brush
She finally ends up dead
Her picture’s fading
Slowly on her arm
Her heart isn’t pumping
She can no longer do harm
She painted a lovely picture
And here’s the shocking twist
Her mind was the razor
Het heart was her wrist
Coming home to an empty room, sleeping on an empty bed, crying over your empty heart
fucking-voices-kill-me
We’re all broken teens looking for an exit in this maze we’re trapped in
fucking-voices-kill-me
¿¿I ɯɐ oɥM
Ḧ̸̻͙͖̖̩͖̭͇́́̕ë̵̬́͂͊͑̈́͐̆̕͝l̸̡̗̖͓͓͓͓͇̪͙̾͝ṕ̴̛̣͇̳̗͓͖͇̀̇̈́̋͋̍ ̶̛̩͚̭̾̏̌͐̆̚m̵̫̀͗̀̔͂̂̓͝Ȩ̸̨̙̫͈͓̖̠̪͐̆͛͘
It’s drowning my voice…
You play with my loose screws