[Slug - Verse 1]

Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains

The pictures on the wall will all remain

And even though he's now, sound and safe

Surrounded by the faces that he place his faith

The images visit from the past he witnessed

Can't stay away from the memories

Sticks with each detail, embedded in stone

Like he chiseled stoves convictions into his bones

The progress stops and pauses, spits and sputters

Like the basement faucet

And it's obvious he's lost in his regrets

You can smell it on his breath



[Slug - Verse 2]

Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains 

But now the alcohol is gonna mother the pain 

Tuck it away, no complaints

Just laying on his back, on hisbackyard under the rain 

Take tomorrow but doesn't no how though

For every swallow there's another to follow 

He weaves his way throughout the story 

Looking for a new missing piece or a door key 

Spirits used to be for celebration 

But now they just take him away from the hell that's waiting 

Re-up until it's three sheets up 

And pick a place for the skeletons to meet up 



[Slug - Verse 3]

Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains 

But if the oxygen escapes it'll smother the flames 

No introduction doesn't speak his own name 

Gonna beat them demons at they own game 

The sunset rides to the end slow 

Same song echoing outside of the window 

You can't grow if the skin don't fit you 

Sometimes you gotta get low just to get through 

No inspiration left to do your best when

Nobody hates you more than you're reflection 

Suffer the shame until it stuffs the drain 

He's got two hands and a bucket of paint

Come on