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so
hard to bloom
and blind the things
that just make me blue
you are my
muse, can't just defuse
you out of my mind
you out of my sight
cover me with

inside my basement
That's where I spent many hours of my formative years
Surrounded by comic books, VHS tapes, kung fu movies, and gadgets, my turntables

to be intimidated by the news
So can you be my inspiration
Can you be my muse?
You can be my inspiration
I can be your muse
You can be my inspiration
I

what you call a muse

And it's like, I ain't choose that shit, you ain't choose that shit
It's just how the Matrix worked it out I guess
But you my muse

even if I explain ityou know it's
Just like creativity central it's an
Example of like what DONDA can do
- that's my creative company
- it's an example

My Muse

Sarah Jarosz

My Muse

2010

I spin around in your love
In a place of wonder
I want to wander
With you, my muse

In a dream of carousels
On waves in caravels
Collecting

I know your supple hands are feeling a bit over bruised
Meet me by the muse
When I start to feel a little gentle I'll put my tongue into your room

I've got these muses
They in my ear
I've got this music
It's all I hear
I've got these muses
That I hold dear
I'll still be here
When the smoke

We didn't cross the line
At all just lying by an open door
Im so conflicted
Im so confused
Were we predicted
Are you my muse
Im so conflicted
Im so

the muse
I know your soft oriole crest is feeling overused
Meet me by the muse
When I start to feel a little gentle I will pull your wisdom tooth 
And nobody

Can’t believe you’re mine
Forever my muse
Can’t believe you’re mine
Forever mine

When I say you’re mine it doesn’t me to say
That I think I own you

Dew-crowned muse
We stumble on the brink of morning
The air has changed its scent
Muse of pain
Gentle words are torn out of my mouth
But they're

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


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Words sometimes

writing code, off by heart

Click, click, rap, tap, generate! Fuel the mood, anticipate
Found in pixels, auto muse, driver image, perfect hues!
From

Oohoo, oohoo
Oohoo
Baby you a masseuse
Put your hands on my body get loose
Baby girl just let me be your muse
Never misuse me
Baby you a masseuse
Put

dey fall apart
Say you the baddest by far
Inna the night time shey you be my
Star
Yeah yeah yeah
Girl ah you wey make me feel
Something that mi never

My Muse 

Golden plated skins, sunsets in the wind, fire in the ring and jewels on your skin. Your ocean blue eyes wooing me inside like bait you

Moonlight's sweet tune
Here I wander, as time goes by
Look in my eyes
There's nothing, can't tell you why
Like sand
Crumbling through my hands
My

in you
Baby you're my muse
Forever you I chose

I never get enough of being next to you
That time we fell apart I couldn't keep my cool
Essential to my

the conversation is about
Realization, self realization
And actually seeing your creativity
Happen in front of
You so the reason why I turn up
So much in interviews

close
It will be just me and you
The author and the muse

Whatever I may seem to value
I'll turn away by your command
Like I had to win back your favour

the kings and soldiers wasn't what I promised

What does love really mean I'm so confused
I'm hated by enemies and loved by my muse
I paint her in my pictures

Welcome to the Tromonous
Welcome to the Tromonous
Welcome to the Tromonous
Welcome to the Tromonous

This pure consciousness is called by modern

muse to amuse
Worth taking the time 
c muse to amuse
Honey, take my time

Dream are written 
By the master 
Lustful beast 
Follow the white rabbit

When