Modern Art

Don't even know how to feel anymore
Tastes like pride, satisfied, on a roll
And you could sell them anyone dead or alive
Anyone who's anyone can't wait to die...

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If you're feeling trivial while you wait for the proof
Cause everybody's critical when they've got nothing to lose
Beat me like a brother would with a wink and smile
Cause you believe in everything but just for a while...

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If I could only get my image straight
Then maybe they'd believe that I'm tough
But now I'm fretting like a light weight

And if you come at it a another way
Then suddenly I'm heavy enough
And all the fretting was a mistake

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Credits
Writer(s): Troupe Gammage, Jacob Stewart, Nicolas Wimberly Hurt, Joseph Delahoussaye
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