Crikey! My Kneecaps!
Crikey! My Kneecaps! - The Painter lyrics
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I bring the nightmares to the surface Darling you are a canvas waiting to be drenched in blood [x2] Paint a grin on your face Paint a grin on your fucking face Paint a grin on your face Paint a grin on your fucking face So why does it hurt to caress your face with my brush? I count the nights, I count 'em all For they are mine to connect [x2] To connect There's paint on the paint, there's paint where we don't need paint We sit in denial as we paint all black with cigarettes In a place that smells of life and decay Every breath is wet in your throat Until your legs fail and your muscels burn Abstraction to all who didn't see Until your legs fail and your muscels burn Abstraction to all who didn't see Paint a wide grin on your face [x2] I am your painter and I decide what shade you'll wear [x2]