Paint Something - Desperate Journalist

Paint Something Lyrics

Is all you understand
The matted brushes in your hand?
Fit the object to the frame
Give her an easy old name
Oh, Christ
Well, whose life?
Paint something new
Oh, she has the strangest form
Just paint her soft and safe and warm
'Cause we know she's just the same
Give her an easy old name
Oh, Christ
Well, whose life?
Paint something true

Oh, Christ
Well, whose life?
Paint something new
Fuck you
Lyrics Submitted by Commander Kakapo