Lyrics:
The illest
飲み干せ just like ディオニュソス
片手に酒 もう片手にテュルソス
透明なクリスタルグラス中 揺れる芸術
芸術も酒 飲めば酔うぜ fool
You dunno, you dunno, you dunno
What to do with
I'ma show you 別の
come up here (uh)
(One two, one two, what's happening, fool?) Come right here, this is for you, come on up
I done been through a whole lot (Kendrick
who decided to show his face
I hope you've had fun in the last four years
Look man, I apologize again for
For shooting me?
Do you know I lost
weak and they say
It doesn't matter anymore
And the Spirit of God says
I'll infuse you with desires
With what you have and what's in front of you
artist
And everybody knows you by a different name
I didn't catch your first name
I didn't get your last
I didn't hear too much what was said
My
offended by Chri-biip-mas?
You know you might offend the biiiip and the biiiip and the atheists.
What?
Time to politically correct.
I'll lead this off.
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
wait.
At the gates of Eden,
This golden key is all it takes.
Remember we're the ones who make.
You and me
This golden key that's what it takes.
There's
(Photoshoot)
You know, everybody's been tellin' me what they think about me for the last few months
It's too loud
Maybe it's time I tell 'em what
Morning fields of amber gray
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
of the
Performances I’ve done since I’ve been
Out here and it comes from four
Would-be egomaniacs coming out and
Being forced to work together the best
Lighting guy
America's most complete artist"
"What's your name boy?"
"I.. am.." "America's most complete artist"
"You better get ready"
"for America's most complete
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
I've none
Your taking your love
And see what it done
I saw you last night
Out moving round
With your new turf
You paint the town
That is
It's the type of shit they read about
Like chris said, I gotta bleed it out
I've been in the zone, I can't be without
This real shit that I be about
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart
I wanna be a Special guest artist
Now I'm done taking pills and I've had my thrills
and now I wear designer jeans
Being on a magazine cover
who even
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,
The bleeding hearts and the artists
Make their stand
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart
falls
Blue memories, and I recall
Your love is my life as warm as the sun
And nine years gone but see what you've done
Saw you last night, I was movin'
last night
I can't recall what even started out fight
I must've drank away my blues
Cause I don't remember losing you
Well I must've done the town up
People think that I'm bound to blow up
I've done around about a thousand shows
But I haven't got a house, plus I live on the couch
So you believe
_(cropped).jpg/225px-Chris_Stapleton_Concert_(48519730107)_(cropped).jpg "Chris Stapleton")
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