THE ARTS - DEMO
Come guide me back
Unknown coordinations
Exact numbers and locations
Were promised to me
In my Japanese dream state
Delayed pain arrives despite repression
Exposing the when of how I got here
I know I needed the help
But when all this figures
Will, I, still be a hazard
They couldn't help but had to keep
In his Japanese dream state
Will you be there
Will you be there
Will you be there
All men love with their hands
If they fail to love with their heart-and
A passing life lit by a stranger
By morning's heading out of frame
When the lights come on
Hustlers need to make it
And make it we did
Something that passed for the arts
You crawled up next to me
Near Cloth Hall
Renaissance-era trading outposts
Blue flower
Blue flame
Blue flower
Blue flame
To the girl in the landscapes, imagine a slope
A conundrum that is painted to be
Creature's comfort in this capital's rain
Something that'll pas for the arts
To the hustlers who tried selling merch at the crucifixion
It was my crusade but it's you up on that cross
Wouldn't you hate to cry
Twelve faces in a single frame
But none rushed to your demise
Blue flower
Blue flame
Unknown coordinations
Exact numbers and locations
Were promised to me
In my Japanese dream state
Delayed pain arrives despite repression
Exposing the when of how I got here
I know I needed the help
But when all this figures
Will, I, still be a hazard
They couldn't help but had to keep
In his Japanese dream state
Will you be there
Will you be there
Will you be there
All men love with their hands
If they fail to love with their heart-and
A passing life lit by a stranger
By morning's heading out of frame
When the lights come on
Hustlers need to make it
And make it we did
Something that passed for the arts
You crawled up next to me
Near Cloth Hall
Renaissance-era trading outposts
Blue flower
Blue flame
Blue flower
Blue flame
To the girl in the landscapes, imagine a slope
A conundrum that is painted to be
Creature's comfort in this capital's rain
Something that'll pas for the arts
To the hustlers who tried selling merch at the crucifixion
It was my crusade but it's you up on that cross
Wouldn't you hate to cry
Twelve faces in a single frame
But none rushed to your demise
Blue flower
Blue flame
Credits
Writer(s): Hubert Tuyishime
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