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Jest tam dziewce śwarne
Co mo ocka corne
Ale mi ją nie kcą dać
Jest tam dziewce śwarne
Co mo

the way that she move ah
Rockin’ with anyone to get loose, but lately I been her muse
I been chasing dollars, seems that’s all I ever need
Once I get it

Jest tam dziewce śwarne
Co mo ocka corne
Ale mi ją nie kcą dać

Niedaleko młyna rośnie jarzębina
Trzeba by ja wyrąbać

Jest tam dziewce śwarne
Co mo

She is the girl
I've never seen before
Creeping over behind the screen of her phone 

She is the muse
Possessing everything I've got
'And she looks

paper

Rain, sleet, hail, snow
Spark, pour, feel, flow
Muse, vision, think, blow
Every time I brainstorm, better get a poncho 
Rain, sleet, hail, snow

for your thigh
You were always the fastest
Not this time
My muse is dead
Felled by her own conceit
My muse is dead
So on to a new pastiche
The dust was

Said you don’t need my love
Can’t you make it on your own?

you are so confused
hang me on your muse
you are so confused
hang me on your muse

Slammed

their muse on sick leave?

Was it a missed connection?
Was it poor reception?
Was their muse on sick leave?

For the priceless piece they'll pay their

make more
To my last breath, I'm blessed
I'm brave to the core
Bread the destroy
Living and you'll die by the sword
Have no remorse
Looking in myself for

own muse baby

If you ask bout me all I can say is I'm confusing
Every single breath I take is used to make some music
Know I'll be dead when I don't

I hope you were amused by the Muse
That floated out through me
I hope the Muse amused you
As It floated out through me
I didn't see the Muse
I didn't

am So brand new
I can't choose when it comes to you
Girl you ghat no clue about the things you do
How you make me feel
You're my muse
Make me dance

I'm your favorite worn out road
That you sped down when the waters rose
I'm your thorn
Your overdose

Side by side, we looked at the moon
I was only

Sleepless nights
Endless hours, floating time
Make up my mind, while my life slowly passes by
Try to not abuse, try to not misuse
But without you my

You Let me Down, But i wont turn you down
You're my baby you're my muse
My reflection my excuse

You Let me Down, But i wont turn you down
You're my

She told me my voice is poetic
I told her her vibe was magnetic
Our energy it ain't synthetic
Baby girl she a muse an aesthetic
She told me my voice

muse
When the sun shines
You know I’m dreaming of you

How could I try to start it a new
Without her by my side?
The way that I live, know I’m bound

a ruse?
From the Muse

For I will fall
And I will rise
Beguiled by your lullabies
Plunge in water ever deep
Lay the roses at your feet
So I'll concede

The Muse I call experience
The Muse I call experiment
The Muse I call experience
The Muse I call experience
I know it when I feel it

I see the grass

To understand you're not a man for me 
I am done 
What took me so long 
To understand you're not a man for me 

I've been sleepless 
Inspired by you, my muse 
No

You got some news
But everything
That you say is all reused
All all reused
And my muse
Is a fake cigarette
And your fake news on the loop
Your fake

Wish I could see your face
Wish I could I feel your waist
Wish you were on my side
Wish you were by my side
One day we gon see each other
Even if

else

I'm hanging by a thread, hanging
And I'm asking for a hand, asking
But I'm only needed when it's good for them

I can't be your muse
If the only

Promises only lead to let down
Agreements bound by senseless minds
Pain is felt through the ties of blind compassion
Resolution does not exist
We are