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Twisted Artistic
I'm artistic
Can't you see?
I'm a twisted little bitch
Yes that's me.
I create art on a canvas that's so..unique
As I wash my brush clean
Bloody red paint flows into the sink
Leaving behind no evidence of my art to be seen
I put away my brush
Silver and sharp,glinting in the light
I roll down my sleeves,covering my art in a rush
I know it's not right
To be so artistic
And so twisted
But this is me
And the twisted art in which I express myself
Hidden art is all it'll ever be
I should stop,set my brush away on the shelf
But I cannot
This is a art
That burns so hot
And it will always be apart
Of whats left of me
Can't you see?
I'm a twisted little bitch
Yes that's me.
I create art on a canvas that's so..unique
As I wash my brush clean
Bloody red paint flows into the sink
Leaving behind no evidence of my art to be seen
I put away my brush
Silver and sharp,glinting in the light
I roll down my sleeves,covering my art in a rush
I know it's not right
To be so artistic
And so twisted
But this is me
And the twisted art in which I express myself
Hidden art is all it'll ever be
I should stop,set my brush away on the shelf
But I cannot
This is a art
That burns so hot
And it will always be apart
Of whats left of me
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