Besitos.

So I was working on this one canvas for so long, about a year. It started off as a dead Marilyn Monroe, then a dead Snow White, then just a day of the dead girl. I had the girl painted, but needed a background and a quote because I had painted a banner at the top. I have no idea why I painted a banner first without knowing what to put in it, maybe I just forgot what I originally was going to write.

So I was thinking about what the quote should be and the background when I had a flashback of Pierce The Veil singing Besitos at Warped.

What really clicked was the lyrics that says "I'll steal you flowers from the cemetery, red roses. Red rose of the dead." My canvas has a painting of a dead girl holding a red rose so it was perfect!

Also found the performance of the song at Warped on YouTube. It's a shaky video, but a true account of how awesome PTV and their crowd/fans are. You can see everyone jumping with their hands in the air! ;)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1KhyxzHhfYM&feature=youtube_gdata_player

I'm attaching the lyrics as well. Besitos means kisses in Spanish if you're wondering ha.

"Besitos"

You're my favorite explosion.
(You know the only real way to cure pain is to add a little more,
because everything new distracts the old.)
A violin with no hands plays symphonies with no words.
A drowning boy with no voice prays someone up there's telling me,
You'd better not get back up!
I spit my heart into this red cup.
I'd better pick it back up, it might ruin your night.

And she said,
"Baby, leave the water by the bed for later,
and I woke up without a single drop.

I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
Go down your list and be satisfied if all you have is not enough.

(True love comes from more than just the heart)

She said paint a picture on me,
throw your dress up and your heart away.
Yeah, I heard what you said.
A friend of a friend, these strangers at the party never paid.
And if that doesn't turn you on.
I'll keep talking till something does.
As we're covered in sand, you roll over and smile.

I told myself I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
Go down your list and be satisfied it's all you have.
And until that day,
I'll steal you flowers from the cemetery, red roses.
Red rose of the dead.
How does it feel to breathe oxygen inside her head?

So say it, say I'm in love, cause you called me
crying from your job, said you just got fired.
And you don't have a backup plan,
so don't expect me to understand.

(A diamond bullet and a gun made of gold, she was covered in blood last seen in San Francisco)

Yeah!
We all breakdown.
Sometimes the bedroom walls become my only friends,
but they were there from beginning to end.

I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
Go down your list and be satisfied it's all you have.
You know I've never held a gun in my life,
but now I carry one around in case I see you tonight.
Bedroom walls.
Oh, these bedroom walls.
Oh, I hate what it tastes like.