Spectacle

If the painting isn't centered Shave the frame Only the bad decisions Get the fame Justified by a "Show must go on" attitude It's always one step forward And two steps back for you I find myself a place Manifesting my escape Hiding out beneath the pain Just a point upon a plane I return from where I came I will burn beside the rain No, I never learned to hate Till I learned to love myself Got to thinking that the only way to Heaven was through Hell So I took a shirt from Charlie Bled the color of melancholy Wildflower, you live alone Chiseling away at a heart of stone Wild child, you sit alone Under the glow of your cell phone Pick up where you left off Ride the bus home, fit the key to the lock Longing for deeper tone Frequencies to break that heart of stone I find myself a place Manifesting my escape Hiding out beneath the pain Just a point upon a place I return from where I came I will burn beside the rain No, I never learned to hate Till I learned to love myself Got to thinking that the only way to Heaven was through Hell So I took a shirt from Charlie Bled the color of melancholy Chamomile hits In the house of bricks Living life one box at a time Tannic sips, honey drips Sugar cubes in the summertime