Prison Art

Thinking straight isn't the answer you see When driving down a winding road Justice wins but it’s ignoring me Will I ever have to reap what I have sown? Maybe I’m blind leading the blind Or maybe their eyes see something more My dear, I promise we’ll be fine Just tell me what did you come here for? What were you looking for? Nothing stays I’m a runaway You should probably run the other way Life is a prison art Where we sit and we paint and we fall apart Words form on your tongue like circles on a screen There’s something on your mind that you won’t say I live my life through everybody else’s dreams Never been one to dream my life away You talk to ghosts like they’re alive And that’s why you can see straight through me I leave your pillow in the night I love you but baby can’t you see No one can love me Nothing stays I’m a runaway You should probably run the other way Life is a prison art Where we sit and we paint and we fall apart Time is short, life is long Longing for an answer I am sure I am wrong But you don’t have to be I’m saving you from me Nothing stays I’m a runaway You should probably run the other way Life is a prison art Where we sit and we paint and we fall apart Nothing stays I’m a runaway You should probably run the other way Life is a prison art Where we sit and we paint and we fall apart (Run away)