Atmosphere Painting Lyrics

Painting Lyrics

Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains

The pictures on the wall will
all remain

And even though he's home now sounding safe

Surrounded by
the faces that he place his faith	

The images visit from the past he
witnessed

Can't stay away from the memories, sticks with

each
detail embedded in stone 

like he chiseled stoves convictions into his
bones

the progress stops and pauses spits and sputters

like the
basement faucets

and it's obvious he's lost in his regrets,

you can
smell it on his breath  	



Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the
stains

but now the alcohol is gonna mother the pain

Tuck it away,
no complaints	just laying on his back on his

backyard under the rain

Take tomorrow but doesn't no how though for every swallow there's another to
follow

He weaves his way throughout the story

looking for a new
missing piece or a door key

Spirits used to be for celebration

But
now they just take him away from the hell that's waiting

Re-up until it's
three sheets up 

and pick a place for the skeletons to meet up



Ain't no colour paint gonna cover the stains

But if the oxygen escapes
it'll smother the flames

No introduction doesn't speak his own name

Gonna beat them demons at they own game

The sunset rides to the end
slow

Same song echoing outside of the window

You can't grow if the
skin don't fit you

Sometimes you gotta get low just to get through

No inspiration left to do your best when,

nobody hates you more than
you're reflection 

Suffer the shame until it stuffs the drain

He's
got two hands and a bucket of paint, come on