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• Artiste: Krux
• Titre: Depressive Strokes Of Indigo
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So no one's nice enough to paint your face With red or blue or black or white A snapshot of your truer you To show you what no mirror can do I do it myself, but I don't like myself But if anyone knows you know yourself Can I come close enough to rescue me I'm pretty sure what the colour will be Will I stay sane, will I be framed? Will I look cool, will I be ashamed? Nightfall dark or morning bright? I think I'll choose the colour of night I paint me a picture, with depressive strokes Selfportrayed in indigo I paint me a picture, with depressive strokes so bold Selfportrayed in indigo Grey's the skin -- hanging eyes Sick and thin -- not so nice Uncut nails -- hair has died Stressed and frail -- I look so tired Here you are, discolouration Can't believe that this is me A bum and freak, abomination Forget about all vanity Canvas tales of seven sins The fucking face of an evil twin I look like horror, look like fear Like I haven't slept for a hundred years When I die -- when I am dead Bury me -- when life has fled In return -- I give to you A little gift -- of black and blue Sing a song -- party on Have one on me -- drink and breathe In the days -- that will pass Remember me -- who I was