Lyrics:
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
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We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
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We're sorry but the artist has decided not to disclose the lyrics for this song.
Whoa, whoa, yeah, ayy
I think where I lack most as an artist is consistency
I just haven't had the energy to compete with enemies
Or y'all
easily
Have you ever been to a birthday party for children
And one of the children won't stop screaming
'Cause he's just a little attention attractor
of the damned
Children of the damned
Now it's burning his hands
He's turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face, screaming in
as a hero
Picture mural pictures of us painted all over street corners
Fans meet to mourn us, while we meet the coroners
Notorious tried to warn us
We
Good artists copy great artists steal
You're not in business to be popular
It's become so much about personality
I regard the theater as the greatest of all arts form
The most
of the damned
Children of the damned
Now it's burning his hands
He's turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face, screaming in
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