Tragic Art Boy

He wants to be famous
He wants to matter
Will do anything to play that game called fame
Gives up everything that feels right— to save face

He's a tragic art boy
Living by the rules of his art brand
He loves it more than himself
Cause he hates his basic ways
He's trying to be the perfect artist but its eating him away

Tragic Art Boy
Always playing it safe
Never getting too close, never saying too much
Staying within the lines of his brand
Just look at you it's killing you
Your 33 but your hair's all gray

Trying so hard— to be someone you're not
Cloaked up in the silence cause you think its cool
Acting within the walls you've made
Because you'd trade love for fame any day
You act according to the script you made on the NYC art stage
Running away from anything- that could make you stray

Trading feeling for fame, you'd gladly give it away
Cause your just a basic art bro
You don't do drugs have too much self control
You don't believe in therapy but in your IG followers
Your not a bad person but your on your way there

Tragic Art Boy
Your brand is your prison
It keeps you paying with your life
Cause silence will never be your savior
And every chance you turn away you kill yourself with hate

I'll help you change—but you'd rather live in pain for all the fake fame
I will never fit your brand or be its slave
I see who you really are— you can't have it both ways
Its not a zero sum game— there's always other ways to play

Tragic art boy come back to me
I'll show you the way
If you'd only listen to me and didn't throw me away
All because you hate who you really are

Tragic art boy come back to me
I'll show you the way
If you'd only listen to me and didn't throw me away
All because you hate who you really are



Credits
Writer(s): Candy Pill
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