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Dear Dirty Dublin

It was down by the markets I heard an ould song —
c balladeer's voice, above the loud throng —
He sang of his city, a place I

just to see ya
When you walked by, my heart
Skipped a beat Like a scratched cd
I was knee deep and them four letters
L O V E sprung on spring love
Damn

Your words are tender
Mend my broken heart
So I don't fall apart

Your voice is gentle
Healing open wounds
Lifting up my mood

Your eyes like fire

art.
I am breaking again
To your point of start.

Our bonds are equal to work of artist.
I am a stooge,
You're a ventriloquist.
I am still standing in

are not the state of art

But in your head, in your head you are the sun
You're leaving broken hearts one by one
You tried to pull the gun
Oh run boy,

ransacked by the rat pack
See, I'm the black Humphrey Bogart
Puffin' Blacks though, hella smart, asshole
See, this my culinary art how I
Cook up such food for

we're moving inside here
Try to get by and denying past lives and
I'll be your broken hearted
I'll be the best heart break for you
When we're dying inside

The World Moves On

Jens Lekman

I Know What Love Isn't

2012

acres
Of absolutely nothing
And then Stevie called and said
Are you watching what I'm watching
I said I'm watching what you're watching
Oh what is it

How To Hate You
Nychow Moore

Yeah I know, and I feel when nothing's going right
Painful, sadness and a lonely broken heart
Disgusting, and Goodbye's

try to fix my broken heart, look at Me I'm a work of art
Same rappers can't tell the difference look ma
I'm on television being bad that's my decision

artificial heart
And keep it beating
Keep it beating
Make me into a work of art
Take out this artificial heart

You're here by my side
You say I’m always

like sabotaging ancestors
Nil by mouth watch the company you keep

Multiple smiles in disguise but one disturbing style
Clock the pattern that never

in shame
You can't find love with a broken heart
Time is a painter and life is art

Get pushed by a breeze and go back inside
Behind your walls you

the tears I cry
Broken by men from the start
In my eyes, you created the art
To rip out a young mans heart

My soul is scarred, for eternity
Here I stand,

that are smart learn
To carefully count the amount they art earns
Barefoot we walk on a dirt
Trail full of broken glass
I’m prepared to say (I’ma be

Have you eva felt so small like no one at all
Understood or sat down to try to see who you really are
Well it's a dog eat dog world and the bitches

Different vibe
Broken, shattered pieces, turning pale at this sight
Frozen, you left me lost and doomed, I bleed at midnight
Hopes and dreams are

wealth
Howard Hughes, living in stealth
Paralysed by my mental health I'm
Sorry to the women who tried so hard our
Hearts are black so they are both tar
We

by myself
I need someone who can help
We got broken hearts
Deeper scars on the bathroom floors
You are torned apart
Pain is art make them laugh some

Sold your soul for some secular
Muzak that's wack
Plus you use that loop over and over
Claiming that you got a new style
Your attempts are futile,

the hunger bring me back to my life
The long dark broken by this light the vision now has taken flight
Carried through the darkest nights I have found

Now here's a one on one on how to spit barz nd verbarlize/
ccknowledge me m from the skul of rap i got the syllabus/
Its rap art lyricist born nd

Hey Stevie! How're you? 
Yo! what's up? I'm good. How you doing?
I'm good
Will you be coming to Lagos this Christmas?
Yeah, I'll be coming but I'll,

the land of broken goals
Just a cover and a back that you open and you close
"Where are all the pages?" The painter said "Defanged
I ripped 'em all out