The Venetia Fair
Statue Of Myself
I paint a smile on to decorate my face
It's like my clothes are filled with straw
To keep the birds of pity pretty much at bay
My body's rusted out I'm scared my can of oil's drying up
So if I seem a little tense just know that
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
And my sheets look like I'm sweating sunsets
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
And I've got 21 friends trying to get me out
I feel the oxymorphone roaring through these veins
But it can only do so much to get me out of bed
To trim this lions mane
But I've got a brain, I've got a heart
I've got the couragе not to let this thing
Destroy the man I know I want to bе
(I know I want to be)
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
And my sheets look like I'm sweating sunsets
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
And I've got 21 friends trying to get me out
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
And my sheets look like I'm sweating sunsets
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
And I've got 21 friends trying to get me out
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
(Statue of myself)
And my sheets look like I'm sweating sunsets
I'm trapped in a statue of myself
And I've got 21 friends trying to get me out