This edict dictates the mind will stay in a creative state
I’m not a scholar but I’m pretty sure
You’ve earned the right to keep creating
I cannot breathe, I cannot speak
Please let me leave or let me sleep
There’s no leaving here. Never
Please tell me the benefits of keeping me locked up
Maybe if we tried hard working together
We’d escape insanity forever and ever
I took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Closed my eyes and I jumped
Imagination ran dry
I took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Break me out from this fictitious life
This edict dictates the mind will stay in a creative state
I’m not a scholar but I’m pretty sure you’ve earned…
Don’t let me die like this
What else can I paint when I’m watching skylines
What is this crimson?
Blood is much redder
Please expand this room
I’m just waiting here
I’m just pacing here
I’m just wasting here
I took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Closed my eyes and I jumped
Imagination ran dry
I took a look outside my window
I painted wings and tried to fly
Break me out from this fictitious life
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