Zwaeftaef - The Painter Lyrics

Ears to the melodies
Clouding all realities
Twisted little remedies
Careful conversation

Locked in bedroom
Full of teenage dreams
Reminding me of troubling times
And my psychedelic needs

In the balance of the truth and the lise
Among the fools, the among the wise
Learning what it was to live
Knowing we might die
The Sun is a painter
Coloring the skies

While you spend your days alone and confined
The Sun is traveling through oceans of time
That's the beauty but you don't realize
That's how it's been long before you were alive

Here's to the sorry asses
Working through their wasted years
Constant fear of failing
The perfect motivation

Locked in a living room
Full of teenage freaks
Reliving all the boring days
Makes for conversation

In the balance of the truth and the lise
Among the fools, the among the wise
Learning what it was to live
Knowing we might die
The Sun is a painter
Coloring the sky