I usually hide it under my skin
I paint when I'm alone
I bury fears with pink crayons
I scream loudly but inside
I heal wounds amid laments
Tell me a story that I want to escape
Far from the danger of reality
I can lose friends unintentionally
Even I can't stand my way of being
I paint when I'm alone
I bury fears with pink crayons
I scream loudly but inside
I heal wounds amid laments
Tell me a story that I want to escape
Far from the danger of reality
Tell me a story that I want to escape
Far from the danger of reality