Portraits of pain
Painted in
That pretty little head of yours
The wasteland
That all your dreams tour
You sweat it out
The sheets are soaked
Your intentions cloaked
Constantly
Presenting falsities
Expected by society
The world left senseless
By its rose colored lenses
∞
Now reality starts to set in
This life and all its dirty little sins
The truth behind the scenes
Uglier than the face of disparity
Portraits of pain
Calling out
To that tiny little
Voice inside your head
The one
That makes you regret
Every single word you've said
One more story to tell
And then you'll be dead
∞
Portraits of pain
The blinding light
That's keeping you awake
The unstoppable force
That preps your soul to take
Hold on tight
There's no more time to waste
Portraits of pain
To keep you in your place
The darkness
That helps you hide your face
The unstoppable lies
That make this right
The waste of time
That is your life
∞
If a picture is worth
A thousand words
Then these portraits of pain
Paint your entire world
How they illustrate
Everything you hate
These
Portraits
Of
Pain