[Verse]
Life ain't a prison, it's a canvas in motion
Paint it with misery or joy, that's devotion
Heavy as anvils, or light as the ocean
Every step a ripple, every thought a potion
Decisions like dominos, falling in line
Make it dark as the alleys or bright as sunshine
Build or demolish, the hammer's in hand
This life a clay mold, sculpt it or let it stand
[Chorus]
It's my decision, my choice, my voice
Misery or joy, I create the noise
My decision, my choice, my lane
I hold the brush, I control the frame
[Verse 2]
If I plant the thorns, I'll bleed on my own
But roses bloom too, in the garden I've sown
Rain in my head, or the warmth of the glow
Every storm passes, seeds start to grow
Mirror reflection, it cuts or it heals
Depends on the angle, depends how it feels
Chains on my spirit or wings to the sky
I steer the ship, let the anchor fly
[Bridge]
A pendulum swinging, where do I lean?
Between the bitter or the serene
Every crack in the pavement, every star in the dome
I build my palace, I build my home