Paint on the Wall Lyrics

I'm just sitting here, trying to throw paint at the wall (Throw paint at the wall)

Is it the same as it appears inside my mind's empty halls

(I think it's the same)

Pulling paint from the buckets that I make

Twisting it into something that is fake

Let me know when the colour runs out

The flood will wash all the truth out

(I think it's the same)

Pulling paint from the buckets that I make

Twisting it into something that is fake

Let me know when the colour runs out

(I think it's the same)

Writing just a few words on the page

It's not the same when you're stuck in a cage

And people will tell you that you're filled with potential

But potential's just a word

(I think it's the same)

Pulling paint from the buckets that I make

Twisting it into something that is fake

Let me know when the colour runs out

The flood will wash all the truth out (I think it's the same)

Pulling paint from the buckets that I make

Twisting it into something that is fake

Let me know when the colour runs out

I think it's the same

(I think it's the same)

Colours change and people pass

Things will stay but none will last

And I'm just trying to throw my paint at a wall

So when the time is right then give me a call

I get the feeling that it's not the same

But it all becomes bad if you mix the paint

And we walk in circles and chase the sun

Until all of our colours start to run

Colours change and people pass (Are things different after all)

Things will stay but none will last

And I'm just trying to throw my paint at a wall (Are things different after all)

So when the time is right then give me a call

I get the feeling that it's not the same (Are things different after all)

But it all becomes bad if you mix the paint (Yeah)

And we walk in circles and chase the sun

Until all of our colours start to run (Are things different after all)

I think it's the same

Pulling paint from the buckets that I make

Twisting it into something that is fake

Let me know when the colour runs out

The flood will wash all the truth out

(I think it's the same)

Pulling paint from the buckets that I make

Twisting it into something that is fake

Let me know when the colour runs out

(Cause, I think it's the same)

Let me know when the colour runs out (Do you think its the same)

Cause,I think it's the same

(I think it's the same)

(I think it's the same)

(Do you think its the s-)

It's up and down, it always was always will, continue to be

(Filled with potential)

It's always been the same, it's always changing, cause

Life is always up and down, life is always up and down

(Tell you that you're filled with potential)

You're filled with potential

And life is always up and down

(I think it's the same)