You Make Wonderful Pictures

Ive heard the sacred movements through notes there was color in phrase
 i stole your precious moments took em all in just one day
 Psycho with my thumbprint on a pad-scan my mind for empty phrases
 Go on. Go on use me. I am your refuse. Ill be an empty mold
 Go on. Make me beg and plead. I have no physic flow. I remember nothing.
 I've trecked through all the forests.
 I've tamed the wood and rain. I am no weird or wonder I hate the
 silence and the pain
 Time moves slow in this room im all alone.
 All my glitches keep me guessing these pretty pictures are my blessing
 When questions are all thats left.
 The past is gone but things still need to be said.
 Take a day and walk to the edge of it all.
 No greater force will. No greater force will take that fall Selfish dreams. Lay me down I'm losing
 I'm hiding but not safe from. With darkened visions i cant see the curtain fall.
 I've tried. I'm blocked in but the bitterness so right.
 Expectations I deserve nothing more
 Go on use me I am your refuse. Il'l be an empty mold. Go on make me beg and plead.
 I remember nothing.
 Wed like to take this time with some regrets from you.
 We focus on regrets wed like to take the time and fumble through the years the ones that made us cry then we play it again again again
 Then share it with friends the sobbing is a song a lasting trend the cravings gone.
 In a daily purge I wait always the first to stuff their face I sit and trace both my hands in place
 With no sound no color this room seems so dull im left here watching all the pictures fall my limbs grow
 long and my skin is so plain my ears are plagued by all the same
 Yea they mastered the tricks ive mastered the pain. Yea ive done it to myself.
 No I cant complain.
 Yea I've done it to myself.
 Yea I've done it to myself.
 I've done it