I refuse to conform to the pale colored houses 
How much do you know about living?
Surely not as much as you pretend to 
You reside in your normailty 
You're like everyobody else 
Never questioning, just following 
How is that working out for you? 
Are you really as happy as you seem? 
Or is that all an act too? 
Living as you do, I couldn't take it 
So I will pick up a brush 
And I will paint my house all the colors of expression