i sit staring at four walls
four white, plain walls
walls that resemble me
use to be majestic
but painted over so no one can see
oh, how they use to be fantastic
now they are not what they were originally
changed to fit someone else's fancy
now dull and boring
i have an urgethat is growing
i wanna take neon paint and splatter it
paint them however i see fit
iv changed recently, letting others take control
i wanna go wild and crazy, making them let go
splatter my life with neon paint
im going to quit being such a saint
however, this is all a dream
an internal scream
cuz im still staring at these four walls
these four white, plain walls
that are closing in on me
keeping me here for eternity
or until i break free
