Beyond all the sick thoughts
You're understanding
Somehow you've managed you've caught it all
You have yet to meet my inner demons
Beyond all my sick thoughts
The canvas is empty
And you were my paint
But look at the end my page is still blank
And you refused to be anyone else's paint
It's such a shame that you aren't the one you used to be today
It's crazy how things turn when life intervenes and begins its play
We tend to run away
We tend to hide
But that has never been me the one thing of all bad that isn't within me
Even if I cry
You'd catch all my tears
You're like a bucket to hide away from myself
You oil the gears
Hide the worst and saved me from MY fears
You see right through me
Walk through the heap of lies
Figure out which emotion is real and which is a disguise
See in my heart and recognize the fake smiles
Want to know me to hurt me I realized
But that's never been you