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ART (RIP) Video (MV)




Performed By: Natt F.
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Natasha Francois




Natt F. - ART (RIP) Lyrics




I've been hunting around
Slowing down
I don't where to move
They don't tell you how the wind blows
You're not seeing past the smoke
Now throw your hat in the ring

How do you pave your way?
Who's pockets do I have to fill
To bring meaning to my days?
Why do I stay awake?
While those without a care
Take short cuts in the sheets and
Strut on to a dream?

Say it's in my head
Call us the criminals
Who choose to create instead
Art it's almost dead
Living plush on the coast
Copy cat for the greed
Yeah look the other way and
Let it
Bleed

You can bet that I've been
Fighting now
Shouting out
Doing anything to contain my doubts
Cruel ends go f*ck your means
I'll never be your profit machine
Hypocrisy, the irony
They condemn originality
It gets thrown out the window (DJ DJ)
Play those recycled sounds we know

Say it's in my head
Call us the criminals
Who choose to create instead
Art it's almost dead
Living plush on the coast
Copy cat for the greed
Yeah look the other way and
Let it
Bleed

I'm making enemies who don't know my name
With what I say
I wont see fame anyways
Doctor up the dose
Lets break the corrupted codes
Something's telling me majority
Are gonna push us away

Say it's in my head
(In my head, head)
Call us the criminals who choose to create instead
Art it's almost dead
Living plush on the coast
Copy cat for the greed
They look the other way and let it
Ble-ed ble-ed ble-ed
(In my head, head)
Ble-ed ble-ed ble-ed
(Head, head)
Ble-ed ble-ed ble-ed
(In my head, head)
Copy cat for the greed
They look the other way but watch us
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I've been hunting around
Slowing down
I don't where to move
They don't tell you how the wind blows
You're not seeing past the smoke
Now throw your hat in the ring

How do you pave your way?
Who's pockets do I have to fill
To bring meaning to my days?
Why do I stay awake?
While those without a care
Take short cuts in the sheets and
Strut on to a dream?

Say it's in my head
Call us the criminals
Who choose to create instead
Art it's almost dead
Living plush on the coast
Copy cat for the greed
Yeah look the other way and
Let it
Bleed

You can bet that I've been
Fighting now
Shouting out
Doing anything to contain my doubts
Cruel ends go f*ck your means
I'll never be your profit machine
Hypocrisy, the irony
They condemn originality
It gets thrown out the window (DJ DJ)
Play those recycled sounds we know

Say it's in my head
Call us the criminals
Who choose to create instead
Art it's almost dead
Living plush on the coast
Copy cat for the greed
Yeah look the other way and
Let it
Bleed

I'm making enemies who don't know my name
With what I say
I wont see fame anyways
Doctor up the dose
Lets break the corrupted codes
Something's telling me majority
Are gonna push us away

Say it's in my head
(In my head, head)
Call us the criminals who choose to create instead
Art it's almost dead
Living plush on the coast
Copy cat for the greed
They look the other way and let it
Ble-ed ble-ed ble-ed
(In my head, head)
Ble-ed ble-ed ble-ed
(Head, head)
Ble-ed ble-ed ble-ed
(In my head, head)
Copy cat for the greed
They look the other way but watch us
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Writer: Natasha Francois
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