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That Artist
He paint when he needs to,
feed colors to the world.
Nudity in expression,
flesh for you all.
He's crazy with his art,
his face shines like a mad moon.
His crazy with his art,
in it there's only loneliness.
He is sad. His art is mad.
His is lost in his art.
One day he stopped believe in,
the true meaning of art.
He was drunk and on a mission,
the smoke from the fire, lit up the sky.
Oh the painting, oh they burned,
oh they flew up into the sky.
Oh God, please have mercy on this artist,
save the art for the day he'll die.
© M07
He paint when he needs to,
feed colors to the world.
Nudity in expression,
flesh for you all.
He's crazy with his art,
his face shines like a mad moon.
His crazy with his art,
in it there's only loneliness.
He is sad. His art is mad.
His is lost in his art.
One day he stopped believe in,
the true meaning of art.
He was drunk and on a mission,
the smoke from the fire, lit up the sky.
Oh the painting, oh they burned,
oh they flew up into the sky.
Oh God, please have mercy on this artist,
save the art for the day he'll die.
© M07
Morning Light
Love the lyrics and your artistic expression of them!