I am an artist, I won't crawl I'll paint a picture of my heart And hang it on a wall
It's my sweet release It's my masterpiece Hanging on a wall in a museum
You can hurt me but I'll fight back I'll rearrange the shadows and the light 'Til the colors turn to black
'Til my broken heart Is a work of art Hanging on a wall in a museum
And I'll paint the golden summers And I'll paint the starry nights And I'll paint the bloody battles And the refuse of the fight
Like a message in a bottle Like a ghost beyond the grave You're looking for some meaning But it's my life I'm trying to save
I am a stranger to myself Not living breathing flesh and blood But dust upon a shelf
It's my joy and my strife It's my lot in life To be hanging on a wall in a museumTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.