False Cods
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Lyrics
Painter, bring the weight of your thoughts to the lead in the paint on your Fingertips Chizel abstract to fruition Wetware. All we are is wetware. Pastel paint on the side of organic canvas At a fault we are imperfect little portraits Tracing details in ourselves I can't tell Where is the artist and what is the art? Maker, found your luck in the shades that poured from your veins When you made her Another masterpiece in place Fake art. All we are is fake art An accident of the brush, mixing colors on palettes Forge your fate Guide the pen to the paper Sign your name Take credit where credits due Show some faith Existence is a process Take the time left to find A means to a meaning At a fault we are imperfect little portraits Tracing details in ourselves I can't tell When the paint should begin to dry When the ink begins to run Put ourselves upon the wall And I can't tell Where is the artist and what is the art?
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:52
- Tempo
- 120 BPM