World inside my head

But the paint on me
Is beginning to dry and it's not what I wanted to be
The weight on me in hanging on
to a weary angel

Tell me what it is about me?
Where did everybody go without me?
So, I like to fantasize and watch the sun rise
Like it's a big surprise
Life moved and stopped to taste it
I drank it up till it left me wasted!

Oh you should see
the world inside my head

I feel better when I paint my days
With purple seas and left out grays
Strange is just a different point of view