The Painter

Fuck the world and all the hate it bleeds I contemplate my creativity I see my walls could use a coat of paint My head begins to ache Blow my brains all over the walls End my daze, cause nobody calls Take my blood and throw it away Skilled for once - I'm a painter today I think of my own amorality It expedites my creativity These four walls could use a piece of me I'll sell my soul today Take my blood and throw it away Blow my brains all over the walls End my daze cause nobody calls Skilled for once, I'm a painter today Oh god please help me