Imagined Images

I paint a perfect picture
No one will ever know
I build myself the brushes and hide inside the strokes

Imagined all these images and dove into the words I wrote
Call myself the architect but haven't built myself a home

Life inside a frame (Inside a frame)
I feel like I can't escape (Can't escape)
Watching as the colours fade (Colours fade)
As the morning turns to night (Turns to night)
Maybe I'm just not alright (Not alright)

I daydream a fantasy
And terraform in tragedy
Imagined myself in a world and dove in with both my eyes closed
Call myself the architect but haven't built myself a home

I design a perfect picture
In poetry and prose
I sketch out the pages and hide inside the strokes
Imagined all these images and dove into the words I wrote
Call myself the architect but haven't built myself a home

Life inside a page (Inside a page)
I feel like I can't escape (Can't escape)
Wishing the letters would change (would change)
As the morning turns to night (Turns to night)
Maybe I'm just not alright (Not alright)

(Maybe I'm just not alright)

Life inside a frame (Inside a frame)
I feel like I can't escape (Can't escape)
Watching as the colours fade (Colours fade)
As the morning turns to night (Turns to night)
Maybe I'm just not alright (Not alright)

(Life inside a page)
I feel like I can't escape (Can't escape)
Wishing the letters would change (Would change)
As the morning turns to night (Turns to night)
Maybe I'm just not alright (Not alright)

(Life inside a frame)
I feel like I can't escape (Can't escape)
Wishing the letters would change (Would change)
As the morning turns to night (Turns to night)
Maybe I'm just not alright (Not alright)