I put it down on paper

Cause I think it might look better

All of my ideas

I send them in a letter

But if I want full-color

I have to make it bleed

A little of my blood, is all that I will need

I push it past the edge

Outside the lines they said

I put it all on paper

Cause I think it would look better

All of my ideas

I send them to my friends

I’m going mad

So I punch holes

I’m going crazy

With nowhere to go

I coil and spin

I’m spiraling

I coil and spin

I do it again

I put it all on paper

Cause I know it will look better

All of my ideas

Did you even read my letters?

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I lay ink on my desires

Then cut them into pieces

And if I really want

I even add the creases

I put it all on paper

And know it looks much better

All of my ideas

Even though you burn my letters

I put it all on paper

And Morgana spits it out

I keep sending more,

Until Morgana says we’re through

I put it all on paper

And now it looks much better

All of my ideas

I’ll keep sending letters

I’ll put myself on paper

In hopes that I’ll look better

I’ll print my face, so you can see

On posters and in magazines