I found a new room the othe rday

But my house remains the same

New possibilities perhaps emerge

As I explore heart of the beings

My identity faced the sheets with pen

of all colours and shades worht seeing.

The suicide that I seem to commit everyday

Reveals my distant cousin, that mind box!

I hound it for treasures and trinklets

When I end up picking a jade so rough

And my identity faced the sheets with pen

Of all colours and shades worth seeing.

Old habits die faster then they should

Untill I cannot see them through my hood

I try to explore every nook and corner

But all that remains is a flicker of memory

Then my identity faced the sheets with pen

Of all colours and shades worth seeing.

Same symbols, great dream are all I can see

humming away with strings of broken guitar

From the fountain of fluid lyrics

I try to make make memories from mortar

For my I dentity faced the sheets with pen

Of all colours and shades worth deeing.

In that new room all I came across

Is a broken social thought that fights

To build back to its old self

By explaining deeper into the sea of dreams

As my identity faced the sheets with pen

Of all colours and shades worth seeing.

Shades that merge to fing new colours

For there seem to be endless possibilities

To paint the city around in any colour

For it looks to be definitely worth it in end

As my identity faced the sheets with pen

Of all colours and shades worth seeing.