Framer
You paint an ugly picture
And hang it on a wall
For everyone to see
I wish it would just fall.
It’s all lies I scream
But nobody’s listening
I just want to be free
To see what I’m missing.
But there is no escape
From this hell you made for me
Do you know what you’ve done?
The effect you’ll soon see.
The lies have spread
I can’t take any more of this
So I grab myself a knife
And pull it across my writsts.