| Here we go, a simple question
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| Got it on repeat something like
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| They may never know who you are
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| If you just keep smiling
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| So I just keep smiling…
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| Like everything’s gonna be alright
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| Some times I just wanna go back home
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| And crawl back in the bed and go back to my childhood
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| In two thousand and two (2002), I could still dream
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| Didn’t need to
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| Never feel so see through
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| Scared of the present, past is a lesson
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| And now I wanna sequel. |
| Everybody thinks they know me
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| That’s true, why am I so lonely?
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| On the outside looking in on my own reflections
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| Like where’ve you been
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| Hey it’s me again, nice to meet again
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| Mister «I don’t want your help, I don’t need a friend»
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| Think you got it all figured out, you don’t
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| If you think time is gonna help you change, it won’t
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| Both know, we can never get so low. |
| Hide them with the thoughts
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| Which you write but you don’t show
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| It’s all good 'till you lose yourself, we both know the way that feels
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| Put it on your back so stressful, hold tight, don’t let go
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| Break those thoughts to let go. |
| Through that home you grew up in
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| It’s not so simple
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| Look at them, so quick their judge, hate, admire and love
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| Anything and anyone you paint your picture of…
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| I’m gonna paint you a portrait, I’m gonna cover up the flaws
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| You’ll only see what I put in the frame, hanging on the wall
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| I’m gonna draw you a picture, of a man who has it all
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| You’ll never see any of the pain, hanging on the wall
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| I’m tryna grow with the changes, rearrange my focus
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| Keep the surface clean but I mean when I change a view it’s like
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| Moving a paintbrush
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| So we all get the things that we don’t wanna show
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| It’s not easy to, come clean with you when I don’t mean to be rude
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| But my skin’s so uncomfortable. |
| I just…
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| Wanna run, chase the sun around
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| Life’s been so dark in this town
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| How to tryna get up when you’re so fucked up and become so used to being down
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| When the drugs stop working, and the pain’s still present
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| Not as strong as I claim to be, I’m just…
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| Still here to deliver this message
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| Need to turn back, don’t deserve that
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| Eventually this picture’ll turn black and I’ll be ghost
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| You wanna seek everything that I tried to hide 'cause I don’t confide in you
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| You just don’t get it, I’m too different so pathetic
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| Don’t play but I feel so indebted, so ugly disconnected
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| Put it all for the world to see I’m just, Don’t wanna be told I’m not enough
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| Stuffed all of the problems down
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| And I colored this cave with some broken crayons
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| It’s all pain in the process, I’m like «I'm fine I got this»
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| Change the topic, here it is. |
| I’ll paint the picture to leave you with
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| I’m gonna paint you a portrait, I’m gonna cover up the flaws
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| You’ll only see what I put in the frame, hanging on the wall
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| I’m gonna draw you a picture, of a man who has it all
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| You’ll never see any of the pain, hanging on the wall
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| One day we can watch this fall apart and you’ll see me
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| What’s the point when I’m scared to move and I feel so low compared to you and
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| I’m sinking
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| I don’t cry for help, I use the map, I draw myself and still pretend my love is
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| not a broken compass
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| 'cause I know the feelings were still often felt in my numbness,
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| here waiting for this to develop
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| And living my life up under this umbrella, the color is gone, I know that it’s
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| wrong
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| But I can’t stop this, nah I can’t face this truth
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| When I break it down and it never shows just know I did this all for you…
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| I’m gonna paint you a portrait, I’m gonna cover up the flaws
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| You’ll only see what I put in the frame, hanging on the wall
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| I’m gonna draw you a picture, of a man who has it all
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| You’ll never see any of the pain, hanging on the wall |