Can you see the blood rushing from my veins? Can you hear the voice that overwhelms my brain?

I don't know what else to do When I'm stuck in a death loop I'll throw it all away, rewrite my name To start a new save

Now let the darkness turn to light Coat the canvas in pure white A blank slate for me to make something Resoundingly great

Can you see the blood rushing from my veins? It spurs with every brush stroke, blending with the pain Oh, can you hear the voice that overwhelms my brain? It forgos any logic, playing the insane

Yet all I do is paint Eating away, this vermilion is all I paint Toxic pigments smother all that remains

No it's not good enough, it's not pretty All these thoughts that I have are so ugly Rip it up, try again until it's clean High above where it's kept oh so pristine

Teenage aches of stunted growth Linger on as I grow old What's happening to me? Paint reserves are getting low

So,

I'll cut my heart wide open And I'll become vermilion

Can you see the blood rushing from my veins? It spurs with every brush stroke, blending with the pain Oh, can you hear the voice that overwhelms my brain? It forgos any logic, playing the insane