OIL RAINBOW

Mistake me for arrogant.
A fine line from confidence.
Pour your little heart out onto me.
 
Blame me indifferent.
My words belligerent.
Hold up that open wound so we can see.
 
Sing your bird song,sorrowful.
Everyone,they need to know.
Push that shiny razor in so deep.
 
I've known so many truly sick.
They're the ones that hold it in.
Considering dragging others in,as greed.
 
So how much do you hurt yourself?
How many have you asked for help?
I hope you shall receive all that you need.
 
I'm not one for hurting myself.
I mostly save it for someone else.
So don't expect much fucking help from me.