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Separate the art from the artist
I separate the art from the artist
I have lots of separated art
And the part that I find the hardest
Is figuring out the hardest part
I separate the pain from the painter
They put lots of pain into their works
Now looking at the remainder
What's left is bunch of painful jerks
Humanitarians are bad people
Comedians are sad people
You can tell it comes straight from the heart
So I separate the art from the artist
And all I've got left is artless art
I separate the flowers from the florist
Those florists are up to no good
Now I can't see the trees from the forest
And all I've got is a treless wood
Humanitarians are bad people
Comedians are sad people
They're all just playing their part
So I separate the art from the artist
And all I've got left is heartless art
I separate the wait from the waiter
Those guys always makes me wait
I'm not trying to be a hater
But the food is coming a bit late
Humanitarians are bad people
Psychiatrists are mad people
So here's a little advice for you
I separate the art from the artist
And I think you should too
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3. |
Must've Forgotten
04:06
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Must've Forgotten
Verse 1
You've must've forgotten
the promise to stay in touch
I knew it meant a lot
and it still means so much
Cuz things should last forever
but unfortunetely they do not
We promised to remember
but forgot
PC
And I know it's not easy
Sometimes time is an enemy
Yes I know it's not easy
With such a fluid memory
Chorus
Memory out of order
It's sorta hard to tell
You must've had a memory loss
and I had one as well
You must have forgotten
That much is true
You must have forgotten
But I've forgotten too
Verse 2
You must've forgotten
That night in '99
We don't know the plot
in this movie of mine
One could say this goes deeper
Than that one November night
Cuz I don't remember either
but it's alright
PC
And I know it's not easy
Sometimes time is an enemy
Yes I know it's not easy
Without a decent remedy
Bridge
We still have a chance
to Remember
Most memories
won't last forever
One more glance
One more November
Loci method
works better than ever
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Empty Room
02:48
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Empty Room
Lipstick on your cheeks
Callouses on your feet
Birdshit on your shoes
As you walk down the street
Burnmarks on your pants
Skidmarks on your brain
Vomit flushed down the toilet
Ring is going down the drain
Chorus
All alone in an empty room
Your necktie stenches of perfume
Lights turned off, songs sung out of tune
In an empty room, you're the runaway groom
Tuxido on your back
Pisstains on your mat
That's what's comes to mind
When you think of that
Coffee on your shirt
Acid in your tears
One night of reflection
Four wasted years
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