Dare to be different what I've taken to heart
Same colors and words, dull art
I'm using red on my picket fence
White don't properly express
The feeling of a strong blood-line
I weep for what's shed in freedom's eyes
The dark wood on the floor creakin' with distress
Becomes more worn with each taken step
Erasin' holes with portraits of my past
Can't forget my start, the memories last
One by one, I cover the emptiness on the stone
I give a new vibrant life of what thrives in my soul
Take control of these mindless clones
Givin' out loans like I'm Al Capone
Breakin' hearts of the brave, I will atone
I'm a master of the grave, I bury the bones
I'm painting a new picture
It's hanging in plain sight
I'm using obscure colors
Hoping to catch your eye
I break my mold
You tie-dye my soul
Don't mind the mess
We're all just picturesque
You lookin at me in that way
The puzzle you could never make
Edges bent and can't be fixed
Don't try to solve me, my pieces don't fit
You judgin' actions professional critic
Priceless emotions, a biased opinion
Givin' no consent to this conversation
The subject of your objective consultation
Apart of the gallery you boldly created
Like the giving tree but your roots are tainted
Made a deal with the reaper to get me weaker
Prize possession, headliner, no feature
Wide-eyed dreamer, nocturnal nature
Wishful thinker, pendulum breacher
An owl in disguise I fly through the night
Only comin' down when the timin' is right
I'm painting a new picture
It's hanging in plain sight
I'm using obscure colors
Hoping to catch your eye
I break my mold
You tie-dye my soul
Don't mind the mess
We're all just picturesque