Violent Green
he paints himself in lime on violent green
with a broken mirror
and hangs it on the wall to hide a seam
that somehow just appeared there
low
he locks the door behind him when he sleeps
and doesn't know the reason
fixed the crack that let the quiet in
awaits the change of season
when light changes the lines on a crooked face
and almost has him believing
low
he prides himself on lies I must confess
and doesn't know the meaning
fills the hole the size of a fist
pretending not to see it
when light changes all the rooms inside him so
and almost has him believing
but I know I know where there's something wrong
cause I've seen
I've seen his soul
something they told him left him believing in
the climbing of fences
that can break that can teeter that can fall
something within him
all this time
like stones in his pocket thrown by a girl
something within him
all his life
caught in his fences that can break
that can teeter that can fall
for fear of falling you reach back in anger
just let your sorrows sing you to sleep for now
freak
twist
face
for fear of falling you reach back for something
just let the distance fall under your feet
freak
twist
face like the pig boy in a side show stall
he paints himself in lime on violent green
low
with a broken mirror
and hangs it on the wall to hide a seam
that somehow just appeared there
low
he locks the door behind him when he sleeps
and doesn't know the reason
fixed the crack that let the quiet in
awaits the change of season
when light changes the lines on a crooked face
and almost has him believing
low
he prides himself on lies I must confess
and doesn't know the meaning
fills the hole the size of a fist
pretending not to see it
when light changes all the rooms inside him so
and almost has him believing
but I know I know where there's something wrong
cause I've seen
I've seen his soul
something they told him left him believing in
the climbing of fences
that can break that can teeter that can fall
something within him
all this time
like stones in his pocket thrown by a girl
something within him
all his life
caught in his fences that can break
that can teeter that can fall
for fear of falling you reach back in anger
just let your sorrows sing you to sleep for now
freak
twist
face
for fear of falling you reach back for something
just let the distance fall under your feet
freak
twist
face like the pig boy in a side show stall
he paints himself in lime on violent green
low
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Writer(s): Dawn Lundsford, Greg Berella, Johnny G
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