Paint me Pretty
so I can dance...

Zack, the zebra had no friends,
so he liked to play pretend...

I'll search the spaces
under your skin...

Withering angels
lay around the light...

Another drink
another rush...

Morning will come
peace will return...

Little lights
flash in my head...

A tunnel of voices
bleed through your ears...

I couldn't sleep,
I couldn't eat...

The sky hovers above,
threatening to fall...

I'm hanging on to your lies,
terrified to fall...

Her eyes are tainted,
the same color her nails are painted...