Inspiration

Colorful state of mind
I see the paint splatter walls
I see the words drip down

Nothing can shut our mouths
Not even duct tape
Not even criticism

Bullet hole smiles, breathing deeply through the war wounds
Taking in ash, and letting out blackened sunlight
Never tell the truth, and never back down

Listen to the monotone music
Cut yourself open to let it out
Let it drip white onto the floor

Another faded wall, gone from memory
But it can't be accurate
It can't have any cover

Bullet hole smiles, breathing deeply through the war wounds
Taking in ash, and letting out blackened sunlight
Never tell the truth, and never back down

Breaking down
Climbing up
Desperate

Climbing up
Breaking down
Dead