Look at yourself
Are you sad?
Are you sad?

Don't be afraid
It's not bad to be sad


Dust off your hands
And reach into foreign lands
Of your mind

Dont be kind cuz we're all fools
Each others tools


When the cracks on my bedroom ceiling
Give me this empty bottle feeling
I think its time to repaint

It's time to repaint myself

Try not to peer through plastic eyes

Through plastic eyes
Peel back the rind
And youll find something kind


You're still you, remember you
Rosy child, strong and wild

With apple lungs
You, you breathe with ease


Floating on the breeze
Floating on the breeze


When the cracks on my bedroom ceiling
Give me this empty bottle feeling
I think its time to repaint

It's time to repaint my...

When the cracks on my bedroom ceiling

Give me this empty bottle feeling
I think its time to repaint
It's time to repaint myself


Maybe blue or green
Or something in between

Maybe blue, maybe green
Maybe something in between


Maybe blue or green
Maybe something
In between

In between