Might pull a Van Gogh,
Start eatin’ that yellow paint.
I don’t even know bro,
I can’t even think straight.
All I really know
is that
I want to be happy.
I want to be happy,
Despite this shit that’s coming at me.
I don’t want to imbibe
Want to remember my life
Want to pick up this knife
Carve out the anguish inside
But,
Maybe I should eat the yellow paint.
Maybe I should tell ‘em of my pain.
Maybe I should find another plane.
Existence where my life is not a stain.
So mix it up.
Eat it up.
Drink it up.
Sippy cup.
You can’t relate?
you’re in luck.
Watch me fuck my whole life up.
Imma paint you a picture.
Using colours and lies.
Yellow and blue,
I’m dreaming of skies.
Think I might want to fly.
Think I still want to die.
Guess I’ll give it a try,
Pour more paint up inside.
And I’ll,
Mix it up.
Eat it up.
Drink it up.
Sippy cup.
You can’t relate?
you’re in luck.
Watch me fuck my whole life up.
Mix it up.
Eat it up.
Drink it up.
Sippy cup.
You can’t relate?
you’re in luck.
Watch me fuck my whole life up.
Whole life up.
Whole life up.
Whole life up.
Whole life up.
Might pull a Van Gogh.
Start eatin’ that yellow paint.
I don’t really know.
I can’t fuckin’ think straight.
~OutletInInk
