This edict dictates the mind will stay in a creative state.
I’m not a scholar but I’m pretty sure you’ve earned the right to keep creating.
I cannot breathe, I cannot speak, please let me leave or let me sleep.
There’s no leaving here. Never. Please tell me the benefits of keeping me locked up.
Maybe if we tried hard working together, we’d escape insanity forever and ever.

I took a look outside my window.
I painted wings and tried to fly.
Closed my eyes and I jumped.
Imagination ran dry.
I took a look outside my window.
I painted wings and tried to fly.
Break me out from this fictitious life.

This edict dictates the mind will stay in a creative state.
I’m not a scholar but I’m pretty sure you’ve earned…
Don’t let me die like this.

What else can I paint when I’m watching skylines.
What is this crimson?
Blood is much redder.
Please expand this room.

I’m just waiting here.
I’m just pacing here.
I’m just wasting here.

I took a look outside my window.
I painted wings and tried to fly.
Closed my eyes and I jumped.
Imagination ran dry.
I took a look outside my window.
I painted wings and tried to fly.
Break me out from this fictitious life.


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Snake Oil song meanings
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