Picasso
A rex prowling the streets in the dark
With a crown on the head from Basquiat
In a tête-à-tête conflict is set
As a self portrait of your silhouette
I sat in the garden of the last czar
Amazed by the colors of his habitat
The world is always so grey and black
Not always align with my zodiac
Spray my canvas with Banksy stencil
I broke my fancier pencil
Trying to forge your mind
War should drill walls like Vhils
Explosions without kills
Saving you mankind
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke I don't control
It's another ring in the sink hole
Oh wait I'm a bullseye on the wall
Rip apart from a family album
You know I love you all
I Love you all in my Stronghold
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke unforgettable
Like Pollock dripping more paint in my soul
We are just a point of Seurat
In a Sunday Afternoon
Laying in a vibrant park
In a Sunday Afternoon
I've seen how much pain Guernica has trapped
And you still see red but even red was kidnapped
It's so loud as Munch scream
Against bombs killing your own dream
You think that you can take another drop
Blackmailed by propaganda law
People will stay again in silence
As Liberty leads Delacroix
Hide behind Magritte green apple
To feed your greedy battle
While the innocent die
Face of war by Salvador
Premonition of another war
No one would ever have to die
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke I don't control
It's another ring in the sink hole
Oh wait I'm a bullseye on the wall
Rip apart from a family album
You know I love you all
I Love you all in my Stronghold
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke unforgettable
Like Pollock dripping more paint in my soul
We are just a point of Seurat
In a Sunday Afternoon
Laying in a vibrant park
In a Sunday Afternoon
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke unforgettable
Like Pollock dripping more paint in my soul
We are just a point of Seurat
In a Sunday Afternoon
Inside a vibrant park
In a Sunday Afternoon
With a crown on the head from Basquiat
In a tête-à-tête conflict is set
As a self portrait of your silhouette
I sat in the garden of the last czar
Amazed by the colors of his habitat
The world is always so grey and black
Not always align with my zodiac
Spray my canvas with Banksy stencil
I broke my fancier pencil
Trying to forge your mind
War should drill walls like Vhils
Explosions without kills
Saving you mankind
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke I don't control
It's another ring in the sink hole
Oh wait I'm a bullseye on the wall
Rip apart from a family album
You know I love you all
I Love you all in my Stronghold
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke unforgettable
Like Pollock dripping more paint in my soul
We are just a point of Seurat
In a Sunday Afternoon
Laying in a vibrant park
In a Sunday Afternoon
I've seen how much pain Guernica has trapped
And you still see red but even red was kidnapped
It's so loud as Munch scream
Against bombs killing your own dream
You think that you can take another drop
Blackmailed by propaganda law
People will stay again in silence
As Liberty leads Delacroix
Hide behind Magritte green apple
To feed your greedy battle
While the innocent die
Face of war by Salvador
Premonition of another war
No one would ever have to die
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke I don't control
It's another ring in the sink hole
Oh wait I'm a bullseye on the wall
Rip apart from a family album
You know I love you all
I Love you all in my Stronghold
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke unforgettable
Like Pollock dripping more paint in my soul
We are just a point of Seurat
In a Sunday Afternoon
Laying in a vibrant park
In a Sunday Afternoon
Please don't treat me like I'm an asshole
I've been painting myself as a Picasso
Every stroke unforgettable
Like Pollock dripping more paint in my soul
We are just a point of Seurat
In a Sunday Afternoon
Inside a vibrant park
In a Sunday Afternoon
Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Hoak
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