I hold on to beliefs like they were part of me
I go from grandiose to erotomaniac
Whatever you are wishing
Add a bit of magic
A new piece to recreate
What's taken
Is it tragic?

When I paint a scenery
All of it is black
Details on the canvas meet
And form a brand-new self

It's a puzzle with stolen pieces
Few are broken and all are tainted
A persona with better tastes
New life born from the one that's ended

When I paint a scenery
All of it is black
Details on the canvas meet
And form a brand-new self