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to paint
Last night's routine
Art school canteen
Art school canteen
Art school canteen
Come in late and go home earlier
One day a week or maybe less
as well as underground
And since what's real can't be defined by culture or man
I'm curious as to what makes you think that you can
(Sing along!)
purchased a paternal unit, class A type 1
A new addition to your living room space, watch it go
Have your warranty for at least 90 days, so have fun
If in
quarts of 9-30
Yo, Mr.Cheeks, I made this bitch call police
She tried swallowing a nine piece
Forgot the warranty on false teeth
I return like Makaveli
could be bought to drown a memory anywhere

She said, "I don't want your medicine and I don't need the sparrow in my art (heart?)"
When I'm covered by
you, Jockie, Melly, and me.

The things that we have are all that we need
You have your painting, and I like to
Read books by people of feeling
could be bought to drown a memory anywhere

She said, "I don't want your medicine and I don't need the sparrow in my art (heart?)"
When I'm covered by
Time flies tomorrow 
 But it ain`t made a move yet
 Time flies tomorrow 
 And tomorrow will make a day since we`ve met

Your heart sings
heart 
Have I felt this way before? 
Last will transcript.. 

Glory killed - Hours marked with days 
The art of suicide 
By my weary side 

Cannot
Art. What is it? Asking quizzically
What's this? A bottle in front of me
Grinding feeling rougher than the norm
Throw a tape of the quiet storm
Remember well the 30th of January,
The feeling of dread that was in the air.
The people marched for their right to equality,
They only wanted
exists

And the strangest feeling drifted over me

Thou art so misunderstood

I'll drink all day and play by night
Upon my Casio, electric piano
Who's the girl who's taking up all your time and all your days?
Try thinking about something else once in awhile

What songs do you play for her
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied the history of music
By
and leather, your ride ain't hittin' 
A plane dash for a crush, forever got you itchin' 
99.95, 30 day paint jobs 
Got niggaz ridin' round lookin' like a junk
my love gets stronger day by day

She's mine ('Til the end of time)
She's mine (My baby love, you are mine)
She's mine {Girl they say she's mine}
and leather, your ride ain't hittin' 
A plane dash for a crush, forever got you itchin' 
99.95, 30 day paint jobs 
Got niggaz ridin' round lookin' like a junk
to tell
I'm the new Jean Michel
Surrounded by Warhols
My whole team ball
Twin Bugattis outside the Art Basel
I just wanna live life colossal
Leonardo
furry pants
War paint, circling a duralog
Boar face, devil by his side like a service dog
Schlock purist, watch the block burneth
One o'clock prophets
We live in fear of no one to love us
Of feeling like an empty hole
With no kind heart or strengthening hand
To light the dark and secret soul.
as my first and day as my last
It’s got a hold on me, I still chase that feeling
It’s got a hold on me, yeah I still chase that feeling

I ride
quicker to get us some paper, ya feeling me?
These days you got to be packing a gun everybody your enemy
These days it's every nigga for they self
Cause
quicker to get us some paper, ya feeling me?
These days you got to be packing a gun everybody your enemy
These days it's every n**** for they self
Cause
unmasked, hero,
And you won't last the day 

Among the pile of empties is a brand new star
So used to falling down
So cradled by the sound of

Throwing