Predetermined Canvas Songtext
von Jonas Feurle

Where is your outlet?
Piles of garbage on public land
Anger′s not out yet
You feel like no one would understand
You ship away the dirt
In a cargo container
You're a male adult
But you′re not a painter

I am not your canvas
You can't project yourself
Onto me
Painting makes you anxious
Your brown colour is
Haunting me


I'm an artpiece
In an exhibition
But you can′t touch me
Just see what you′re missing
Go on and teach yourself
You never learned how to paint
Now see how he's compelled
To throw his brush away

I am not your canvas
You can′t project yourself
Onto me
Painting makes you anxious
Your brown colour is
Haunting me

Where is your outlet?
Piles of garbage on public land
Anger's not out yet
You feel like no one would understand
You ship away the dirt
In a cargo container
You′re a male adult
But you're not a painter