Inkwell

Soak up ink to write my letters Purple black-ish taint I`ve been searching for the words That I could not contain It's spreading across skin My sentiment-bouquet Lick my fingers clean from all That I would want to say Thoughts down to my knees But none to convey I've put them down on paper But they never go away Scentless, endless stream of conscience Echoes from the walls You can be whatever you want if you want to 'Cause in the dark it's more pleasant to see Open bottles of deodorant to drink the juice I've broken all my cornerstones, the embankment becomes loose Nothing here at all, no, nothing here of use Let it flow, let it flow, let it flow Thoughts down to my knees But none to convey I've put them down on paper But they never go away Scentless, endless stream of conscience Echoes from the walls You can be whatever you want if you want to, you want to Nothing that I say makes sense here Absolute nonsense swimming in and out of my head Or whatever I meant 'Cause in the dark it's more pleasant to see Hey! Chaos in your mind in your head It's whatever I said Chaos in your mind in your head It's whatever I said Chaos in your mind in your head It's whatever I said Chaos in your mind in your head It's whatever I said Chaos in your mind in your head It's whatever I said Chaos in your mind in your head 'Cause in the dark it's more pleasant to see