[Intro]
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know

[Verse 1]
Loving is work
I got wings on my back, I'm like a bird
Got a Bird out in SJ, had to get to it first
And I burned like a hot plate, wondered if I was cursed
Life is mine, what I would say
And look at where it got me
Origami 'bout the way I would fold
Had me walking like a zombie, no direction to go
I should use protection when I deal with my soul
The stress turned up eleven, and it's murder she wrote
Ain't no heavenly road
Drove up to the Rose Bowl for my condolences
Phone blowing like a protest full of effigies
Out in Pasadena where the air a lil' cleaner
Than Los Angeles, they say that the grass a lil' greener
On the other side, but I never seen it
Spoke some evil out of pride, I didn't mean it
Really thought that I could hide, I got caught
Treading water for a while, here come the sharks
Here come the outcome, this I can't outrun
Back when I had some, now I don't have none
Losing my interests, ain't been to the gym since
Before I got locked down, before I got shot down
Before I had plenty time, many rhymes
Taking penny wages just to turn 'em into dimes
They say I'll be fine, they can't predict
But I put on a smile, and I pretend
[Chorus]
Life like a watercolor
Life like a watercolor, I know
Talking to my little brother
Tell him to be good to mother, I know
I can't have it all, I can't have it all
So hunched down, no standing tall
I can't have the world, can I have a piece?
Holding up a ton, but who holding me?

[Verse 2]
Paint strokes dripping off the canvas
Wishing I had more space, spelling out the magic
Standing by the blue flame, melting off the chains
Like I spent a life with Atlas
Growing out my whiskers long enough to rival catfish
In three months, three times I changed address
Dozing off to sleep, I got money in the mattress
Dreaming 'bout a timeline when all this never happened
Tragic, and the Lord ain't back yet
Hill bombing on a Ninebot
X-Wing in the shuffle on my iPod
Sold me on the range, only getting 8 miles though
I could run that far with my eyes closed
Had my eyes closed, didn't wanna see the truth
Opened up to 'em, now my life is bleeding youth
Getting interviewed, "What's it like being you?"
It's a watercolor, baby, hues of green and blue
[Chorus]
Life like a watercolor
Life like a watercolor, I know
Talking to my little brother
Tell him to be good to mother, I know
I can't have it all, I can't have it all
So hunched down, no standing tall
I can't have the world, can I have a piece?
Holding up a ton, but who holding me?