The Man in the Canvas

Copyright L0stKydz, all rights reserved [Intro] [Verse] My Words… Always contains something that hurts… [Instrumental] My Concerns… Always complains about my thoughts… [Instrumental] There’s a way… That I could escape to places where I'd have a say… I'll obey, what’s happening when I think I should say I’m okay… To betray, the feelings I know will never leave me alone… [Chorus] I started with the outline, the structure of an outlier… Painted figures of the thoughts inside my head, but one stood out in the image, a deformed man who grinned, And was satisfied… By my… (By my…) Dried eyes… [Verse] I’ll continue adding things, replacing the image and background... Yielding to madness, from anger and sadness, to replace what I feel myself… I stare into its eyes at times, wondering if it is truly alive. I hope to myself that all I hear is a figment of my mangled mind… Or the anxiety that's scaring me to hold me down… [Bridge] I felt a twitch from his fingers, and the red paint dripped as if it cried… The skin on its body, which I painted to look like mine, turned darker and dried from all its tears… The cracks on its body from my improper drying look like wounds I tried to hide… The face is invisible from the times I tried to erase the flaws… These distortions, of various sources, kept me from letting it die-… Maybe it’s time to switch places, switch lives… (With the man…) In the canvas… [Chorus] I started with the outline, the structure of an outlier… Painted figures of the thoughts inside my head, but one stood out in the image, a deformed man who grinned, And was satisfied… By my… (By my…) Dried eyes… [Instrumental]