Painting Flowers.
The struggle of everyday sucks. Lets face it, its been a few days since I’ve woken up and said, LETS GO TODAY WOOO!!! I wish that I could take back so many things. I can right all the wrongs and just fix it all. I want to be the happiest I can be.. and these pains won’t disappear. I just want to be happy again.. I want to leave my misery. I can’t even tell who wants me and who doesn’t. Now thats a tragedy.. I can’t seem to figure this out myself. Everyone else just pities me, or ignores it. I need to figure it out somehow. What is the eternal gift to happiness? How will you know when it’s come to you?
Maybe living in an imaginary world for a little while will work. Painting pictures of sceneries you visualize in your mind. Singing sweet lullabies of all the lovely words spoken. No pain. No tears. No bitter words that sting one’s heart.
Strange maze, what is this place?
I hear voices over my shoulder,
Nothing’s making sense at all.
Wonder, why do we race?
When everyday we’re runnin’ in circles,
Such a funny way to fall.
Tried to open up my eyes,
I’m hopin’ for a chance to make it alright.
[Chorus:]
When I wake up,
the dream isn’t done.
I wanna see your face,
and know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?
I am still painting flowers for you.
[Verse 2:]
Show my cards,
Gave you my heart,
Wish we could start all over.
Nothing’s makin’ sense at all.
Tried to open up my eyes,
I’m hopin’ for a chance to make it alright.
[Chorus:]
When I wake up,
the dream isn’t done.
I wanna see your face,
and know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?
I am still painting flowers for you,
I am still painting flowers for you.
I heard everything you said,
I don’t wanna lose my head,
When I wake up,
the dream isn’t done.
I wanna see your face,
and know I made it home.
If nothing is true,
What more can I do?
I am still painting flowers for you,
I am still painting flowers for you.
I Introduce The Selfish Machine.
