Lyrics:
DUENDE! CANTA, DUENDE! BAILA, DUENDE!
BREATHING THROUGH VOID OF DISILLUSION, DANCING ON STRINGS OF HIDDEN ART
GLASS REMAINING DARKLY MIRROR RETRIBUTION,
every move
You compose a symphony
And you plead to everyone
See the art in me
See the art in me
See the art in me
Broken stained glass
Stockhausen, Glass and Boulez
Art Eats Art
Alessi, Brunelleschi
Palladio, Vasari
Gilbert Scott and Wren and Gaudi
Art Eats Art
Le Corbusier and Alto
And it's the air, it's cutting, young swallows, to radiate
And it's the air, it's cutting, horizon
Latching part of your itch on the art
Glass between
Smash the glass
True art
Will outlast
Wake up from utopian artifice long way the glass
houses break Art of war Wields words as weapons long
may the glass houses break long may the glass
art's in demand week after week
Uzzi Glass lighting up the scene
Bongs and rigs every stoner's dream
Custom orders wholesale too
DM him now he's got
it take
And what will remain
There are no brakes
Onboard the feels train
Love is painful
Wounds around your heart
Like a broken
Glass made piece of art
so willfully ignorant, blank stares, no passion in sight
Wouldn't want any insight out of these clowns
Brother makes the glass art, we don't fuck with
disguise with a bulletproof vest
Stained glass, is the art? Briefcase
French maids ready for your every need
Doctors for cosmetic surgery
No privacy when you
paintings
And ash of priceless works of art
Glass is breaking and smashed, I'm waiting
But you have left me in the dark
And I don't know where to start,
consequence
Oh I am the golden fluted feather thief
Ostrich and hackle pheasant and peacock
Victorian hobby or some sort of lost art
Barb wire and glass
break
Steals what she won't take
All eyes All eyes
Are watching
It's an art
Capturing hearts
Faces of glass
Too perfect to believe
Glide down the runway
Wake up from utopian artifice
long may the glass houses break
Art of war wields words as weapons
long may the glass houses break
long may the glass
I can pick it apart
If there's no stopping it honestly
Fuck it call it art
Casting stones in a glass house
Never got me that far
If a hard beat's all
Pull me closer to your heart
Like we weren't broken from the start
cnd shattered feelings drift apart
Like broken stained glass window art
Know it
of shells is deafening
"Help us god
Will we not be saved
So help us god
Bullets fall like rain"
When war is art
Art is war
To hold the glass
Mirror
fall apart
I’m artificial without art
Caught in the glass
You can’t see
You can’t hear me yearning
I’ll show you light
To fulfill what is required
For
work of art
She has a stained glass heart
Someone's baby someone's little girl
Her mama's image her daddy's whole world
But now she's too damn tired
Follow me, follow you
Designer bags, for sure
Broken glass pipe, modern art institute
Forward Fashion, brand design
Forward fashion, brand design
on eternity's grave
The romantic who isn't afraid
Of the beat of her heart
She raises a glass to your art
And when she gets drunk she says...
Oh, give me
Knocking back mojitos at the cocktail bar
Talking 'bout burritos and conceptual art
Your armchair's round and your glass is square
The clientele's
start
Waves of pain like art
We danced on shattered glass
Hopes and fears came to pass
Now just ghosts in a looking glass
Time moves on it won't last
Feel
be the tomb
Of his self-love, to stop posterity?
Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee
Calls back the lovely April of her prime:
So thou
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