Did you paint this?
Yes
I like to pretend that the world isn't what it is
'Cause what it is is mean and cruel, and bigger
Than anything I could ever imagine
So yes
I make up these worlds in my head
Put them down on paper with these hands of mine
I find that time slows down when I do
And when I close my eyes
I see the truth come spilling over me
And when I hold my hands over my ears
I hear sweet melodies
I feel like I am safe
When I run away from the real world
So yes
I paint
Well...
Aren't you gonna say anything?
