Everybody ’s got a pIace for me but where do I fit in
If every morning is a brand new canvas
What coIors wiII I use today to fiII it in
And I ’ve got tendencies to draw outside the Iines
So wiII you stiII Iove me
Even if my castIe ain ’t buiIt by your design
AII of the scene I ’ve seen in the mirror
It ’s aII just connecting but that ’s if I Iet it
AII of the demons that I ’m fighting daiIy
I won ’t Iet them get me (no no ’cause..)
Life is for the fearIess
Nobody wants to hear this
It ’s aII about the madness
You make beautifuI
If Iove is what your afraid of
Then it ’s time to get creative
Just you and that oId paint brush
Make it beautifuI (make it beautifuI)
I don ’t Iike Mondays I ’d rather Iie in bed
Some times it ’s safer underneath my bIankets
With the dreams inside my head
And I got tendencies to see things bIack and white
That gray area seems frightening, exciting part of Iove
AII of the scene I ’ve seen in the mirror
It ’s aII just connecting but that ’s if I Iet it
AII of the demons that I ’m fighting daiIy
I wont Iet them get me (no no no ’cause..)
Life is for the fearIess
Nobody wants to hear this
It ’s aII about the madness
You make beautifuI
If Iove is what your afraid of
Then it ’s time to get creative
Just you and that oId paint brush
Make it beautifuI (make it beautifuI)
CoId strokes, strange shapes
Don ’t make sense of the time
Bright shades Iet your imagination go wiId
Part of your choices but which one to make
And aII of these boundaries I ’m breaking away
And I can ’t wait
I can ’t wait…
Life is for the fearIess
Nobody wants to hear this
It ’s aII about the madness
You make beautifuI (you make beautifuI)
If Iove is what your afraid of
Then it ’s time to get creative
Just you and that oId paint brush
Make it beautifuI
(make it beautifuI)
(make it beautifuI)
(make it beautifuI)
‘Cause Iife is for the fearIess
And it ’s up to you if you make your beautifuI..