What You Do, Painkiller

"My bruised body tied up snug
I start to bleed out of my mouth
The stitches didn't hold
My blood is running cold
You're tearing into me
You're happy as can be
Your hands are warm, against my heart
Unlike the knife you used to cut
The hole you fill so comfortably
But now I'm pouring out my guts
I'm fine
(or so I say)
I'm not so sure I like what you're doing
But I don't care...
Just keep on doing what you do"

I sketched this a while ago and only just now got around to adding the colors. I believe this was part vent art, part music appreciation. The words on there are mashed up from two different songs (which is kinda frustrating to read when you know the lyrics and know what order they're supposed to go in and what the rhythm should be...). Poor Mia.

Song Inspirations:
Painkiller by The Queenstons: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tz0qiX…
What You Do by The Queenstons: www.youtube.com/watch?v=hII5HB…

Everybody is gonna be happy, be happy. I'm gonna make you so happy, so happy.