Smoke Painter (Psychedelic DnB Industrial Mix)

[Verse 1] Blowing smoke in the mirror Calling it a sermon Calling it a sign Victim halo crooked on your head But you drew that line Storyteller with the tears on cue Soul sucker in a Sunday suit Trading every heart for an alibi Then swearing it’s the truth [Chorus] You’re a smoke painter Making poison look like grace Sweet mouth saint Peace illusionist Writing storms in someone else’s name Finger pointing While your matches hit the floor Drama in your pocket Sabotage in your smile Still you’re crying that you’re always at war [Verse 2] People pleaser when the crowd’s around Deceiver in the quiet of your room Creeping through the cracks of every doubt Planting little seeds that bloom Controlling but you’re spinning out Calling every leash a “loving chain” You decorate the damage like a gallery Then swear you’re not to blame [Chorus] You’re a smoke painter Making poison look like grace Sweet mouth saint Peace illusionist Writing storms in someone else’s name Finger pointing While your matches hit the floor Drama in your pocket Sabotage in your smile Still you’re crying that you’re always at war [Bridge] Every tale you tell You’re the one who bleeds But your hands stay clean (so clean, so clean) Every mask you wear Looks the same to me Just another way to say “It’s never me” [Chorus] You’re a smoke painter Making poison look like grace Sweet mouth saint Peace illusionist Writing storms in someone else’s name Finger pointing While your matches hit the floor Drama in your pocket Sabotage in your smile Still you’re crying that you’re always at war