[Verse 1] [Indie Rock][Morose]
The easel stands, a lonely frame
Another day, another name
I try to capture fleeting grace
But find only my haunted face

[Chorus] [Britpop][Angsty]
Oh, the artist's life, a gilded cage
Turning another painful page
The world outside may never know
The seeds of doubt that artists sow

[Verse 2] [Alternative Rock][Melancholy]
Each brushstroke, a heavy sigh
Beneath a critical, judging eye
The colors bleed, a blurry mess
Reflecting back my own distress

[Chorus] [Indie Rock][Passionate]
Oh, the artist's life, a gilded cage
Turning another painful page
The world outside may never know
The seeds of doubt that artists sow

[Bridge] [Acoustic][Introspective]
They see the art, the finished piece
But not the battles, never cease
To fight the demons in my head
The voices whispering, "You're better off dead"

[Chorus] [Britpop][Resigned]
Oh, the artist's life, a gilded cage
Turning another painful page
The world outside may never know
The seeds of doubt that artists sow

[Outro] [Indie Rock][Fading]
Alone I stand, the painting done
Another battle lost, or won?
The silence screams, a hollow sound
In this isolation, I am bound
