I'm Going to Art School

Rush hour with legs
Found it so hard to walk away
That's why I think its fake
I can't believe the things they've done to me

Serrate what I thought
Out of what I know
My heart didn't know I startled you

I cannot endure it
My thoughts aren't mine
I cant believe the things they've done to me
Sounds my only accent

The birds beneath the rain of the deep, deep, shallow depths
Try to fly upside down in the ocean of madness

There, only there
Is there gain to them?
There, always there
What to gain from?
Gain



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Perdomo
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