The only time I'm happy is when I'm in this music
Find myself in this basement useless and I use it
Write to inspire as I master and produce it
While I aspire that your God will somehow use it
How I believe in this: philosophies misusing
Now I can see through this - their morals are confusing
Splatter paint
It's got me thinking if I really am so hollow
I think I want to but what a pill to swallow
Lessons and old molds are somewhere here please don't follow me
Another meaning and we turn from Mr. Pablo
If I had a night like this it's followed by the bottle
Here's the first in forty-eight my tips are never hollow
I wanna get to four like this I better hit the throttle
Splatter paint, splatter paint
How many pictures can I make
Oh God, no, I'm not a saint
And with this gun the children make
Splatter paint, splatter paint
What is the price we have to pay
How many children does it take
For us to see the splatter paint
How I believe in this: philosophies misusing
Now I can see through this - their morals are confusing
How can you own your wealth when you're not even earning
Why don't you make a prayer so you can stop from yearning
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The only time I'm happy is when I'm in this music
Find myself in this basement useless and I use it
Write to inspire as I master and produce it
While I aspire that your God will somehow use it
How I believe in this: philosophies misusing
Now I can see through this - their morals are confusing
Splatter paint
It's got me thinking if I really am so hollow
I think I want to but what a pill to swallow
Lessons and old molds are somewhere here please don't follow me
Another meaning and we turn from Mr. Pablo
If I had a night like this it's followed by the bottle
Here's the first in forty-eight my tips are never hollow
I wanna get to four like this I better hit the throttle
Splatter paint, splatter paint
How many pictures can I make
Oh God, no, I'm not a saint
And with this gun the children make
Splatter paint, splatter paint
What is the price we have to pay
How many children does it take
For us to see the splatter paint
How I believe in this: philosophies misusing
Now I can see through this - their morals are confusing
How can you own your wealth when you're not even earning
Why don't you make a prayer so you can stop from yearning
Find myself in this basement useless and I use it
Write to inspire as I master and produce it
While I aspire that your God will somehow use it
How I believe in this: philosophies misusing
Now I can see through this - their morals are confusing
Splatter paint
It's got me thinking if I really am so hollow
I think I want to but what a pill to swallow
Lessons and old molds are somewhere here please don't follow me
Another meaning and we turn from Mr. Pablo
If I had a night like this it's followed by the bottle
Here's the first in forty-eight my tips are never hollow
I wanna get to four like this I better hit the throttle
Splatter paint, splatter paint
How many pictures can I make
Oh God, no, I'm not a saint
And with this gun the children make
Splatter paint, splatter paint
What is the price we have to pay
How many children does it take
For us to see the splatter paint
How I believe in this: philosophies misusing
Now I can see through this - their morals are confusing
How can you own your wealth when you're not even earning
Why don't you make a prayer so you can stop from yearning
Writer: Ryan Simpson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid