Elizabeth Grace - Real Art Doesn't Complain (Original) | Текст песни

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Real Art Doesn't Complain

These walls are caving in
My arms move like the paintings do
They hang
But they hung them so no knowledge of pain
Our lives creep underneath
The dust cuts my throat
And I can't breathe

The paintings shake but they
Shall not complain
Because it was them
They were not the fearless ones
Fill the creases with reaching hands
And missing pieces
Do you hear me?

I saw you out here surviving
In between the tape that makes me feel so good
I brace my fears descending
I see my tears impending

These walls are caving in
My arms move like the paintings do
They hang
But they hung them so no knowledge of pain

The paintings shake but they
Shall not complain
Because it was them
They were not the fearless ones
Fill the creases with reaching hands
And missing pieces
Do you hear me?

Resisting the pain
I'm resisting the pain
I'm trying to stay sane
I'm going to stay sane

Resisting the pain
Resisting the pain
I'm staying sane

The paintings shake but they
Shall not complain
Because it was them
They were not the fearless ones
Fill the creases with reaching hands
And missing pieces
Do you hear me?