Part III

The color of my face it changes by day But when the cold comes through it washes away I wanna paint it so that it stays the same The blood inside me's a dark purple shade I feel it coming don't know where I can stay My eyes more cloudy almost every day Wish I could speak but there is nothing to say All I can can show u is this piece of my I waste my time in the morning and evening Caught in a feeling I lose my mind looking up at the ceiling It's just a feeling It's just a feeling It's just a feeling It's just a feeling