Portrait Of Lost Innocence

Suburban Tribe

Blindfold your eyes and feel me

draw a picture of what you see

portray my heart and soul

filter it through your hands

the colours of my sins

all the shadows of my mind

won't you draw the line where pain begins

and cross it one more time

feel the portrait of lost innocence

denial and deep silence

revealing the truth

i have lost myself

i have lost myself

no i'm not asking you to lie

maybe blurring the roughest edge

leave out the vile details

melt me into the scene

the silence of pure white

and the poison of green

it's a perfect scene in a perfect light

paint me alive tonight