Widescreen problems
Portrait lives
Canvas stretched tight
Right on the cover of your
Drip feed comfort
Paradise
Charades brought to life
It's raining
Your paint stained the air I breathe
Some die young
While few will thrive
Make up your mind
I bet if I said I was
Eight feet tall and
Never lied
The paint would never dry
You made me
I envy the life you see
The race that never ends
Bad start, turn two
They wave the checkerŠµd flag
What am I supposed to do?
I'll write my own end
Front pagŠµ and center spread
Cover the paint with my pen
So I can live again
You made me
I envy the life you see
It's fading
Your paint stained the air I breathe