Paroles Never Thought This Is What You Meant By I'm A Bitter Masterpiece de Regardstoyesturday

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Someone help me take my last shot
And lets leave this dim room
I've made sure every bottle has had its share
I'm lost hold me I'm stumbling threw it all
But this picture I'm painting for you
Hang it up on your wall its painted with these tears
She hates you
Lets except it and get closer to completition

Where am I now?
Laying here on your couch
Are you an angel?
Make me into a portrait
I'm only 18 and not cool enough to forfeit
Quit asking me if I've had enough

I'll take my pain
Write it in a picture story
This room is sickeningly the same
Let me throw up so I can tell you something
I'm not ok I'm my mother's masterpeice
From all these guilt trips
And what have I done who have I done this with

These things have nothing to prove
Make me into a portrait
I'm only 18 and not cool enough to forfeit
Quit asking me if I've had enough
Paint it imperfect
Just like this ugly face you try to pick up

I'm not sad
I haven't had enough
This floor is my friend I swear it
This stool is the most comforting
This all thats left of me these days
Not cool enough to be a masterpeice
-To fractious to be yours
Your to gorgeous...whats your name
This masterpeice is yours to keep


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