Painted Black
The world painted black
Yeah I spent my days on my feelings
Is it really dangerous already?
When I hid the tears I didn't mean to
Seem like my pain is all through
My world painted black
I looked fine but I packed my bags
Did I give the impression?
That ain't no depression
Riding my back
Can you feel all my feelings?
Well imagine the pain
Looking up at the ceiling
Not knowing my name
Screaming on the inside it's a war
Knowing I'd amount to so much more
Wishing that my people stayed real close
Riding bad habits, never coped
If I wasn't, if I didn't, if I would've, if I held on
Before I hit the floor
My world painted black
I looked fine but I packed my bags
Did I give the impression?
That ain't no depression
Riding my back
Can you feel all my feelings?
Well imagine the pain
Looking up at the ceiling
Not knowing my name
Maybe I could shut out the demons
Hoping I still got the time
Thoughts in my head do be screaming
It'll never really be fine
Just fuck it all and give it up
Feeling damaged and off the drugs
Been a long time since I gave a fuck
Woah woah
If I wasn't, if I didn't, if I would've, if I held on
Before I hit the floor
My world painted black
I looked fine but I packed my bags
Did I give the impression?
That ain't no depression
Riding my back
Can you feel all my feelings?
Well imagine the pain
Looking up at the ceiling
Not knowing my name
Before I hit the floor
Yeah I spent my days on my feelings
Is it really dangerous already?
When I hid the tears I didn't mean to
Seem like my pain is all through
My world painted black
I looked fine but I packed my bags
Did I give the impression?
That ain't no depression
Riding my back
Can you feel all my feelings?
Well imagine the pain
Looking up at the ceiling
Not knowing my name
Screaming on the inside it's a war
Knowing I'd amount to so much more
Wishing that my people stayed real close
Riding bad habits, never coped
If I wasn't, if I didn't, if I would've, if I held on
Before I hit the floor
My world painted black
I looked fine but I packed my bags
Did I give the impression?
That ain't no depression
Riding my back
Can you feel all my feelings?
Well imagine the pain
Looking up at the ceiling
Not knowing my name
Maybe I could shut out the demons
Hoping I still got the time
Thoughts in my head do be screaming
It'll never really be fine
Just fuck it all and give it up
Feeling damaged and off the drugs
Been a long time since I gave a fuck
Woah woah
If I wasn't, if I didn't, if I would've, if I held on
Before I hit the floor
My world painted black
I looked fine but I packed my bags
Did I give the impression?
That ain't no depression
Riding my back
Can you feel all my feelings?
Well imagine the pain
Looking up at the ceiling
Not knowing my name
Before I hit the floor
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Writer(s): Thalia Martinez
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