I've figured out how to paint by numbers
By one shade of lipstick
To easily amused to be a poetic or a mystic
Contented clipping coupons from the tabloids for redemption
For attention
I was seventeen, sat on the lap of a local rebel
He was living in a world so safe he had to look for trouble
I thought, 'how unlucky is he to be so overprotected
And neglected'
He said
I wanna be anarchy
I've always been here, it's been like i never existed
Overlooked by the authorities, who sanitize the district
Suddenly they're onto me and i can't keep a secret
They always find it
When i was 17 i thought i had a cause to champion
I was hopeful and naive, it was easy to believe in
I thought waah can it be? I'm not afraid of giving everything
Everything
I'd give anything
For passion
I, I'm already free
I wanna be anarchy
I wanna be anarchy
1 | Crowd Surf Off A Cliff |
2 | Eden |
3 | No Light |
4 | Mostly Waving |
5 | Shrine To Fast Goodbyes |