My creative space is getting smaller
I'm tired of finding ways to fit
And when I look back in the mirror
You should know
That none of these days feel as innocent
Used to feel right
Used to feel free
Like I have never been hurt before
Then I grew up
Anxiety
Knocking on all the darkest doors
But I still wanna color on the walls
Candy shop
Say I can have it all
Can't fall
Never have this
Magic
And I still wanna color on the walls
Color on the walls
My imagination is money
But it barely brings bank in
And I'm so scared that I'll never find somebody to love me
One of these days I might let you in
Used to feel right
Used to feel free
Like I have never been hurt before
Then I grew up
Anxiety
Knocking on all the darkest doors
But I still wanna color on the walls
Candy shop
Say I can have it all
Can't fall
Never have this
Magic
And I still wanna color on the walls
Color on the walls
(Oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh)
(Oh oh oh)
My creative space is getting smaller
Tell me how I'm supposed to make it fit
But I still wanna color on the walls
Candy shop
Say I can have it all
Can't fall
Never have this
Magic
And I still wanna color on the walls
Color on the walls
But I still wanna color on the walls
Candy shop
Say I can have it all
Can't fall
Never have this
Magic
And I still wanna color on the walls
Color on the walls