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No true desire burns within me now
I am no artist, lonely and supreme,
fulfilled within myself,
needing no hand - 
No hand to touch
No eyes to smile

an pray to God I don’t wake up
But a artists lonely luck
Is but a sad n lonely night
We can fuss an fuck an fight
Then disembark our lonely flight
But

you waste your youth chasing men
Tortured artists, lonely friends
They'll never love you back
If you give it up too easy
Or you can spend your nights

the sacrifice it really means

It's a path that the artist paves
Lonely journey you have to take

Get used to the lonely nights
It's alright

Be proud

look in the mirror it's still not me
Open my eyes and I still can't see
Cut myself loose and I'm still not free
Look in the mind of the lonely artist who

remember this instance,

Looking back at all the exploits, what more could I done?
Treat a hundred bitches poorly, or give my all to one?

We pickup artists

должен был уйти
No love boy прости малышка, но я должен быть один
Скинул вес, подкурил сижку, тату на моей груди
Loyal to the streets, lonely artist
Never

was, baroque stroke with the brush
It's all dangerous
The brooding artist makes the lonely look lush
Spiraling in limbo
Want a basin by the river
Blood

of my friends
but I don’t think you know exactly what you did
you spoke to the lonely artist in the back of the room
I’m beginning to think that you feel

an arrow
That pieced the heart
Of this lonely artist
I don't know what's wrong with
I just know these scars hurt
Sipping clean til my throat burns
I don't

Baby I just wanted to get a little better 
There are only mannequins with a broken heart 
 
A lonely artist in a cold ghetto 
The evil of life, like