Framed

I'm used I'm used Burnt out and beat out And bruised At the thought of you I'm in a showroom Paint over me over black Over blue I'm sold I'm sold Certain my discounted soul Will be investigated too Shift into a neutral state The child inside Has been replaced yeah I'm framed I'm framed I'm used I'm used Trapped in this bed This ceiling over my head Has seen a life turn to death And I could never address The way you repress What's left of me My dreams replaced And suppressed No room for memories Glass in a frame Outlined in guilt and shame Engraved with scars In your name And I could never express The way you repress What's left of me My dreams replaced And suppressed No room for memories