Can you tell I’ve been hiding from the storm?
Can you see I don’t want to be here anymore?
I want out of the darkness
in my mind but what if they don’t find me in time
what am I gonna with all this war paint?
I’m running out of battles with my name
what am I gonna with all this war paint?
I’m tired of searching ready for something to go wrong
Did you hear I lost my mind again?
I had tried to find it in the medicine
it’s been known to kill everything else
but sometimes nothing is better than the things that I have felt
what am I gonna with all this war paint?
I’m running out of battles with my name
what am I gonna with all this war paint?
I’m tired of searching ready for something to go wrong
I’m tired of searching out of habit
I’m tired of searching out of habit
What am I gonna do with all this war paint?
I’m tired of searching out of habit
ready for something to go wrong