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Starving Artiste Lyrics Artist(Band):The Bled
all of the dreamers are stuck in their beds. fight off the attraction to always play dead i'm tortured by white noise in half hour sets. ears ringing. your mouth ran for miles but hasn't gone anywhere. you're lost. i heard the word on the street and it means nothing to me, so how do you like me now? where's your passion? the renaissance man is a thing of the past. to you it's fashion. dress up don't address what keeps us from resting. the jackals circle for the feast i try to fight it off, but it's consuming me. the rapture has only begun (while you sleep, they watch you breathing) and you can bet it gets worse when the moon crashes into the sun (while you dream, both ends are burning) pray for one more chance (they will steal the air from your lungs) in the back of the hearse. overturned as your insides prolapse (wake before before it's too fucking late) everyone has a skeleton key and everyone rots in captivity and everyone is sleeping off the heat you shut the blinds as they cauterize what lives inside. you shut the blinds as they cauterize what lives inside. If you find some error in Starving Artiste Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Aaron/speciallilpreppy@hotmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Starving Artiste The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "The Bled" Music | | ||||||||||||
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