Blood

Come, come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come
 The more I run, the farther away it seems
 What is green is always more than a yard away
 Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
 In between what we mean and the things we say
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 Come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
 I'm a slave to the pages I throw away
 To create, complicate, it's the same damn thing
 Once it's made, I'm too good to appreciate
 So I try to put a little piece of myself in
 Keep the pretty people listening
 Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
 Charges floatin' around the audience
 I'm biting my tongue
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 But the words don't come
 I'm bi-, b-b-biting my tongue
 Oh, but the words don't come
 Come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come
 It's in the air, it's in the atmosphere
 I can hear but I can't tell what it's telling me
 Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
 I'm afraid if I love it they won't agree
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 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Art is love, love is work
 It hurts to give yourself to it
 Art is work, work is love
 Reminding us why we do it
 Art is love, love is work
 It hurts to give yourself to it
 Art is work, work is love
 Forget yourself for the music
 So I try to put a little piece of myself in
 Keep the pretty people listening
 Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
 Charges floatin' around the audience
 I'm biting my tongue
 ♪
 But the words don't come
 I'm bi-, b-b-biting my tongue
 Oh, but the words don't come
 Come
 Come
 Come
 
 Come, come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come
 The more I run, the farther away it seems
 What is green is always more than a yard away
 Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
 In between what we mean and the things we say
 ♪
 Come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
 I'm a slave to the pages I throw away
 To create, complicate, it's the same damn thing
 Once it's made, I'm too good to appreciate
 So I try to put a little piece of myself in
 Keep the pretty people listening
 Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
 Charges floatin' around the audience
 I'm biting my tongue
 ♪
 But the words don't come
 I'm bi-, b-b-biting my tongue
 Oh, but the words don't come
 Come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come
 It's in the air, it's in the atmosphere
 I can hear but I can't tell what it's telling me
 Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
 I'm afraid if I love it they won't agree
 ♪
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Come, come, come, come
 Art is love, love is work
 It hurts to give yourself to it
 Art is work, work is love
 Reminding us why we do it
 Art is love, love is work
 It hurts to give yourself to it
 Art is work, work is love
 Forget yourself for the music
 So I try to put a little piece of myself in
 Keep the pretty people listening
 Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
 Charges floatin' around the audience
 I'm biting my tongue
 ♪
 But the words don't come
 I'm bi-, b-b-biting my tongue
 Oh, but the words don't come
 Come
 Come
 Come