Dreamer - Saint-Rémy

These four walls are the freest I've ever been
I built them up with mache and magazine
Lend me a reason cause I've lost mine
A man is not stable without his spine
So it goes
Pain
So high when I'm down now
I'm sipping on yellow paint
Am I alive or just waiting to die create
Worlds in my head to pretend that it's perfect
I wet my brush and paint me a deeper blue
Then wrap my head in silk
Till I can't see through
I tried to look deeper but every time
I met a reflection that is not mine
Pain
So high when I'm down now
I'm sipping on yellow paint
Am I alive or just waiting to die create
Worlds in my head to pretend that it's perfect
Bury me
In layers on canvas
I'm one for your scrap book
Bury me
In layers on canvas
I'm one for your scrap book
Bury me
In layers on canvas
I'm one for your scrap book
Bury me
These four walls are the freest I've ever been
I build them up with mache and magazine
Lend me a reason cause I've lost mine
A man is not stable without his spine

Written by:
Brad Wilson

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