Mood Painting کے بول

I can do anything That's no good for me Any time in the day I can sit across from Everyday people And see the world another way I can lean on the walls At the back of the room As my sight begins to spin In a world reversing I could encourage To turn against or to give in I could talk for hours Without you knowing Any different Paint my own illusion By numbers To see how bright the colours could get I can do anything It's my ritual To repeat, to repeat I can close my eyes and Fly over cities Swim underneath I could talk for hours Without you knowing Any different Paint my own illusion By numbers To see how bright the colours could get