When our masterpiece is complete And the coroner's report is back in It will read, "The cause of death: art"
Art It will read, "The cause of death: art"
Art
Look, that scene projected on the ceiling What's in your gains but expresso for your feeling A multi-get-me chock o' holes in your head The meaning, the walls, repeated, wa...watch out
Only when you're hurting Will you know what you want Only if we do this together, forever Can we take it that far Can we take it that far
Will we take it that far?
It will read, "The cause of death: ART"
Motherfucker, things I'm feeling The suffering I see without dreaming Of thoughts that can exist, I resist I don't think that's a good time for me To feel my hate without the emotion Drug up from the bottom of the ocean I'm breaking and falling apart All from the sake of my art
Art
Your weak seams let me weave you again I'll make you move, ask me, the straight just in Scratching out the marks that aren't what they seem It takes a lot of patience to teach you how to scream
Only when you're hurting Will you know what you want Only if we do this together, forever Can we take it that far
Motherfucker, things I'm feeling The suffering I see without dreaming Of thoughts that can exist, I resist I don't think that's a good time for me To feel my hate without the emotion Drug up from the bottom of the ocean I'm breaking and falling apart All from the sake of my art
I'm breaking and falling apart
When our masterpiece is complete And the coroner's report is back in It will read, "The cause of death: art" It will read, "The cause of death: art"