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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

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

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

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

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

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

It's cll cbout The Music by Morning Routine

Verse 1

I've been all around the world I'll tell you
I've sailed all the oceans, painted em' blue
I'm

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

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

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

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

I was doing
I was in and out the muse smelling like a pound or 2
I was fucked up by my doley, I was living in the streets
I was down and I was stuck

Can you meet me at the top
Right by the city view
I want to show you all the tricks that I can do
Can you meet me at the top
Right by the city view

Now it's getting louder
Time and time and again I
Broke down
Fooled by the wind
I'm just as bad as you

So maybe I'm a masochist
I'm delicate
I found

you're my muse
Now I'm feeling useless
Guess it isn't breaking news that
Every song's inspired by you
Every song's inspired by you
Every song's inspired by

of you
You are the muse
To an idle fool
You're far away
But not at all
You're in my mind
Right by the pool
When time runs slow
I think of you
You are

the one who is touched by the grace of your magic spell

Alight! You will be reborn from your own ashes
Alive! I'll be your muse eternally
Alight! You will

. 

Music, music, music . . . of the Muse.

Words and Music by Kari Tieger AKA Karen Brennan
Copyright 2004 ASCAP, Vox Tigris Publishing

If I need a muse you are right there
Wake up to a smile from my nightmares
When it all goes wrong you my lifeline
Put me in my right mind by

nothing else to lose
You know I don't need nobody you can tell by how I move
But you can be my muse
Give a fuck about the rules
I know I'm nothing like

thunder rages

Hear the song of the devil's choir
Played before a muse of fire
By the sword we march for glory
And the conquered kneel before me

You're showing me who you are
It comes by day and night
But what if the muse runs dry?

You are the one
You are the one

Thinking how and worry when
For

like that Gaga lady said
Not my fault
Not my fault
Not my fault, oh
Not my fault
Not my fault
Not my fault
Not my fault
What's by my fault is
My