Brushwork Songtext
von Wept

I now laid around
Until I started twitching
And I′ve been held accountable
Glasses falling off
Paint drips on my shoes Realize I'm talentless
Sliding down my leg
Tongue in hand
Moving up my shirt
Wishful thoughts


So that′s two weeks gone to waste
Of willing myself to wonder
Where the after taste was from
I've now laid around
Until I started twitching
And I've been held accountable
Sliding down my leg
Tongue in hand
Moving up my shirt
Wishful thoughts