Stickman کے بول

i see if you're shooting blanks out of emptiness ain't nothing that he want to kill maybe your time I guess sit and spin the world and its flipside and i listen backwards for meanings 'cause i'm a stickman i trawl from memory the stillest kind of life sign after sign we don't paint it's the sharpest knife project what's done so everyone can see the severe yellow color reflects all and i'm a stickman frames they go one by one if i stood it up you see i'm on the run from some monster off screen cue in suns lonely makes me blue envy turns me green hate might paint me red if i load my magazine but not just now when its easy to stay clean no one knows when you're bleeding and i'm a stickman a stickman i'm a stickman