Painted In Grey Lyrics

How long should you try and treat this?
When every word from everyone lashes at my wrists
Maybe I should've bathed in the sun, Maybe I never cared enough

When is giving up, giving in? Prescription, and symptoms, are just gorgeous synonyms
Paint me in the corner, staring at the walls, I feel punished for being present so maybe I shouldn't be here at all

Cast me into this cold palette, paint me among the brambles
Wounded with arms stretched apart
Tell me you've never felt like the medication doesn't work

And I've never felt so guilty for being baptized in disbelief

When is giving up, giving in? Prescription, and symptoms, are just gorgeous synonyms
Paint me in the corner, staring at the walls, I feel punished for being present so maybe I shouldn't be here at all

It's like we're painted in grey, we're always searching for the words to say
Running through the hallway, between sleep and the grave

It's hard to shed my skin