I paint a pretty picture
I paint it with a twist.
I paint it with a razorblade
I paint it on my wrist.
And if i paint it properly
A fountain would appear.
And in this bloody fountain
My troubles - disappear.
just a note to you.
slamming the stupid door wont help.
kicking the freaking fan wont help.
just give me a break.
you never try to understand
do you?
maybe you did
but not now.
i just dont understand
not anymore.
if you dont bother to understand
so just FORGET IT.
i am trying to control my anger now.
but you were unreasonable.
you can scold me all you want.
thanks for the tea you made yar.
its my fault alright.
its always my fault.
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