All This Art
My friends don't ask me my opinion of Discord
Because they're too busy telling me their opinion of Discord
Even though I bought 20 years of Discord, the day it came out
My favourite track is "What Kind of Monster Are You" by Slant 6
And if you're wondering, there is a direct correlation between
The levels of Caucasian testosterone and factual masturbation
Over a million dollar DIY record label
I'd like to take a moment to point out that there is nothing original about this
Or any other song that has ever been released, ever
That I'm not the first person to project over arpeggiators, and I won't be the last
Although, I imagine other artists don't feel the need to include a tabla solo in their music
In order to bridge the gap between art and artists
And, yes, that is a thinly veiled, poorly written reference to the racial expectations
And decisions along genre lines
And if you are in a position to do so, sign me, you racist
If you're bored of hearing about it, I'm bored of thinking about it
If you're bored of hearing about it, I'm bored of thinking about it
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
Stop having fun immediately, and think about what you've done
My best friend is a white English man, who is as indigenous as he is kind
We spend most of our time discussing records we love
People we hate, and all the things that might kill us
However, that wish doesn't kill me, only makes me weirder at parties
But that's not something that worries me anymore
Because nobody invites me to parties
Seems as if my half-baked hot takes, like if there is a heaven
It'll be highly unlikely any of our heroes are there, just because
At their back of their catalogues is apparently insensitive
And a testament to my alcoholic thinking
Doesn't make it wrong
What does any of it mean? Maybe something? Probably nothing
I don't like satirical songs about coming over here and sharing culture
Because I think they're a dated trope and a cheap sell
I didn't come here with one culture, I was born here and ostracised by two
I believe that people care, but this industry has painted itself
Into the corner of a white room
So no matter your thoughts on this song, remember
The punchline's me, but the joke's on you
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
Because they're too busy telling me their opinion of Discord
Even though I bought 20 years of Discord, the day it came out
My favourite track is "What Kind of Monster Are You" by Slant 6
And if you're wondering, there is a direct correlation between
The levels of Caucasian testosterone and factual masturbation
Over a million dollar DIY record label
I'd like to take a moment to point out that there is nothing original about this
Or any other song that has ever been released, ever
That I'm not the first person to project over arpeggiators, and I won't be the last
Although, I imagine other artists don't feel the need to include a tabla solo in their music
In order to bridge the gap between art and artists
And, yes, that is a thinly veiled, poorly written reference to the racial expectations
And decisions along genre lines
And if you are in a position to do so, sign me, you racist
If you're bored of hearing about it, I'm bored of thinking about it
If you're bored of hearing about it, I'm bored of thinking about it
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
Stop having fun immediately, and think about what you've done
My best friend is a white English man, who is as indigenous as he is kind
We spend most of our time discussing records we love
People we hate, and all the things that might kill us
However, that wish doesn't kill me, only makes me weirder at parties
But that's not something that worries me anymore
Because nobody invites me to parties
Seems as if my half-baked hot takes, like if there is a heaven
It'll be highly unlikely any of our heroes are there, just because
At their back of their catalogues is apparently insensitive
And a testament to my alcoholic thinking
Doesn't make it wrong
What does any of it mean? Maybe something? Probably nothing
I don't like satirical songs about coming over here and sharing culture
Because I think they're a dated trope and a cheap sell
I didn't come here with one culture, I was born here and ostracised by two
I believe that people care, but this industry has painted itself
Into the corner of a white room
So no matter your thoughts on this song, remember
The punchline's me, but the joke's on you
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, imitating life
All this art, all this art, all this art, all this art
Imitating life, imitating life, imitating life, intimidating life
Credits
Writer(s): Dewan Soomary, Kevin Vanbergen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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