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Lyrics: 

It's our pleasure thats been disguised as pain.
We gain nothing by cursing your name.
It's our future, the thing we must fight for.
We must

It's our pleasure that's been disguised as pain
We gain nothing by cursing your name
It's our future the thing we must fight for
We must know where

Walking on by with
Blinking lights in the sky
Young Dreams of others
Passing by and by

With a heavy heart
My young dream torn apart
c feeling that

rapping my life
I just tell what I see
Got my family by my side
They be counting on me
Yeah the pressure is high
Got to carry the load
Yeah the water is

of imagination
Welcome home, dear friend
Oh, how long we've all been waitin'
Let's create a masterpiece, breathe life into your dreams
All you gotta do is

everything you’re never going to see and then
This portrait painted by death’s hand, you are the muse, my fallen friend,
My mind racing Were you right

a walk without hesitation

Is all that we seem but a dream within a dream?
Where all the muses when I need them to think?
Life goes by it’s a matter

There's an old tale wrought with mystery of Tom the Poet and his muse 
And a magic lake which gave a life to the words the poet used 
Now, the muse

wanna do
In this bedroom, we play by her rules
Use me to amuse my muse
She said keep them lights on baby
I wanna see everythang, everythang
Everythang,

I'm struck by cupid
I finally found my muse and
It's always been you
All along
It's not enough to say I admire your mind
Or how pretty you look when

muse, I'm not your fool
The game you play was rigged
And for that reason it went to pieces
Look at what you did
I'm not your muse, I'm not your fool

You my only muse for long time
And I'm being cursed by my crime
Hatred is blocking your shine
I hope you'll be fine
Cuz I'm losing my mind

I know

of half forgotten dreams

And all of the friends
I thought I'd made
While I was unafraid
While I was unafraid
Were bolstered by the booze
A buddy only in

I'm Writing a Novel

Father John Misty

Fear Fun [LP]

2012

new friends, Momma
But I could really use something to do
So if you're up for it sometimes
I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse

Heidegger

your friends 
Mm mm that’s not me
Being a superstar 
Now you know that’s me

I'm busy traveling round the world 
Work gratifying to this busy soul
Living

O dubiety
E'er lugubrious
Thy diffusing mist
That environs me
Gloomily persists
By the iron gate
My accursed fate
Becomes preposterous
On this dark

look for a muse for amusement|Everybody has a story, old friend, old chick, that same category|My heart open, their game hella tore me, now they hella

Lies
clways Tryin Out c Disguise
She's cn crtist To The Game
cnd I'm Her Muse In The Vienna Spring
She's clright By Me

I Gotta Feeling Storm Clouds cre

with the moon
And trust
My timeless muse is the truest influence
All inclusive, plus
Always turns me on to some new shit
She's been a day tripper for

Ghostgirl
Yeah, I call her the Ghostgirl
So baby, listen close, Imma be a host
Watch me make a toast to the ghostess with the most
I'm haunted by

is that
I'm asking as a friend
What kind of major personality disorder is that
I'm asking as a musical artist
How do you attack the people you're

me 
Not once not twice
Lesson I've learned 
I abide by
The people who love me
I won't forget
Dancing in the rain 
Happiest friend
You won't ever catch

Hey there, you'll be alright
It ain't fair, the world's screwed sometimes
But I care, so don't cry tonight
I'll be by your side, through a thousand

the light
But I see it in sight I might flip and lose it
You humans are confusing I choose to use this music
To insight your muses it gets me moving intuitive