Tortured Artist
Working in the dying light of LED eye-killer
Little does he know that no one cares for his opinions
Come on down with me today, let's read all that he's doing
Grateful for his lack of sales to romanticize uniqueness
Little does he know, how little he knows
I just want to show (The tortured artist in his heart)
You are not special (And it's tearing him apart)
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
'Cause we're all destined for the same destiny
Everything around him simply pushes him away
Principles and values always thrown into his face
Retreating to his cavern where he stores all his rebellion
Voice drowned out as others shout, "The whole world's gone Orwellian"
Little does he know, how little they all know
I just want to show (The tortured artist in his heart)
You are not special (And it's tearing him apart)
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
'Cause we're all destined for the same destiny
Little does he know, how little he knows
How little they all know
How little he knows
I just want to show
You are not special
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
Just another guy, just another guy
I just want to show
I just want to show (The tortured artist in his heart)
You are not special (And it's tearing him apart)
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
'Cause we're all destined for the same destiny
Little does he know that no one cares for his opinions
Come on down with me today, let's read all that he's doing
Grateful for his lack of sales to romanticize uniqueness
Little does he know, how little he knows
I just want to show (The tortured artist in his heart)
You are not special (And it's tearing him apart)
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
'Cause we're all destined for the same destiny
Everything around him simply pushes him away
Principles and values always thrown into his face
Retreating to his cavern where he stores all his rebellion
Voice drowned out as others shout, "The whole world's gone Orwellian"
Little does he know, how little they all know
I just want to show (The tortured artist in his heart)
You are not special (And it's tearing him apart)
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
'Cause we're all destined for the same destiny
Little does he know, how little he knows
How little they all know
How little he knows
I just want to show
You are not special
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
Just another guy, just another guy
I just want to show
I just want to show (The tortured artist in his heart)
You are not special (And it's tearing him apart)
You'll end up to to be (Just another guy like me)
'Cause we're all destined for the same destiny
Credits
Writer(s): William Baker
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