Acrylics

The idea of me, is just a ship that's lost at sea You see what you wanna see, but you don't see what you once saw Painted a picture of my heart You couldn't tell that it was art I spilled acrylics on our carpets, watched it seep through the fibers as the colors fell apart I wrestle with my demons from the west They like to play with me when I'm depressed I guess that I should probably confess, they sharpen swords of suppressed feels I'm lovin' on my conscious in the east The more I give the more that I increase A battlefield of terror unreleased, not effected in the least Won't you strum on my vena cava fiddle on repeat? Flowers bloom and flowers fade, lavender opaque parade Toss me to the wind and watch the snowfall masquerade my jade Grass is always greener with a mellow tone demeanor I'll drift off to Pasadena, make a bed amongst the shade Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery If you could see just what I see you'd feel all the simplicity The sky circles above us while our feeble minds mistrust it We continue not to love it so our troubles come in three's I wrestle with my demons from the west They like to play with me when I'm depressed I guess that I should probably confess, they sharpen swords of suppressed feels I'm lovin' on my conscious in the east The more I give the more that I increase A battlefield of terror unreleased, not effected in the least Won't you strum on my vena cava fiddle on repeat?