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‌There are very many things
I would like to say to you
But I’ve lost my way
And I’ve lost my words

There are very many places
I would like to go but I
can’t find the key
To open my door

‪‪”The weight of my words
‪‪You can’t feel it anymore”[2]

There are very many ways
I would like to break the spell
You’ve cast upon me

Because all the time
I sacrificed myself
To make you want me
Has made you haunt me

‪”The weight of my words
‪You can’t feel it anymore”[3]

There are very many things
I would like to say to you
But I’ve lost my way
And I’ve lost my words

There are very many places
I would like to go
But I can’t find the key
To open my door

پخش ویدیو

Art is dead, Art is dead
Art is dead, Art is dead
Entertainers like to seem complicated
But we’re not complicated
I can explain it pretty easily

‪Have you ever been to a birthday-party for children?
And one of the children won’t stop screaming
‪’Cause he’s just a little attention-attractor
When he grows up to be a comic or actor
He’ll be rewarded for never maturing
For never understanding or learning
That every day can’t be about him
There’s other people, you selfish as*hole

I must be psychotic, I must be demented
To think that I’m worthy of all this attention
Of all of this money, you worked really hard for
I slept in late while you worked at the drug store
My drug’s attention, I am an addict
But I get paid to indulge in my habit
‪It’s all an illusion, I’m wearing make-up,
‪I’m wearing make-up, make-up, make-up, make…

Art is dead
So people think you’re funny
How do we get those people’s money
I said art is dead
We’re rolling in dough, while Carlin rolls in his grave
‪His grave, his grave…

The show has got a budget
The show has got a budget
And all the poor people way more deserving of the money
Won’t budge it
‪’Cause I wanted my name in lights
When I could have fed a family of four
For forty f*cking fortnights
Forty f*cking fortnights

I am an artist, please God forgive me
I am an artist, please don’t revere me
I am an artist, please don’t respect me
I am an artist, feel free to correct me

A self-centered artist, Self-obsessed artist
I am an artist, I am an artist
But I’m just a kid
‪I’m just a kid, I’m just a kid, kid…
And maybe I’ll grow out of it


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