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