Paint it black

Ah, the translated version is everything I feel when I first heard the song without the translations.

Even if I were to use a marker to pin point what is hurting, there won't be any difference.
But sing it in a song, like a form of poetry, I'd let it paint me black.

I'd sing it till the heart breaks, the body shatters and the soul dies.

We're almost the same, so I love her

The angsty bits I guess