To the subject of my art
Let's start with a light brush and paint some happy clouds
Raise the middle finger to who say we're not allowed
Don't ever dare to compare
Deviate from the crowd
The World is your stage, earn those claps, and bow
How you like me now?Though it's never my concern
I meditate, elevate, figure eight and learn
Take shape, resonate, the fire-sign that burns
Fools caught in the past watching As the World Turns
They never learn, play the victim, constant bad decisions
Golden opportunities, well they always seem to miss them
Lying with precision, desperate fools fishing
Ignorant, unaware, no moral intuition
There's another defect that always seems to get them
Lacking reflection, not able to ever truly listen
Had you fully figured out from to start
Dissected your mind tore your image apart
You have a weak bite not as hard as your bark
Come in these deep Waters Swim with the sharks
Even though just the bait You'll play your part
A pawn in the game Subject of my art
Destruction and creation are always in the balance. Both are essential in the formation of art
Man in the mirror, manifest model magnificent
Face-in-frame, forging for all that fame and fortune gets
The record's on repeat and it's always the same
A choose your own adventure dark demented game
Spewing and cursing out everyone's but your name
It's clearly your world and you're never to blame!
Special features, adhesive, leeching creature
Talk a big game with your ass on the bleacher
Still yet believing that you're some kind of leader
Well, here's your true teacher, bow and kiss my sneakers
I got the true glow, Adhere to your master
Disobey my order The result will be disaster
Mold you to my liking, metal wood or plaster
Artist with a chainsaw, torch, and sandblaster!
Had you fully figured out from to start
Dissected your mind tore your image apart
You have a weak bite, not as hard as your bark
Come in these deep Waters Swim with the sharks!
Even though just the bait You'll play your part
A pawn in the game The subject of my art
The Subject of my Art
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To the subject of my art
Let's start with a light brush and paint some happy clouds
Raise the middle finger to who say we're not allowed
Don't ever dare to compare
Deviate from the crowd
The World is your stage, earn those claps, and bow
How you like me now?Though it's never my concern
I meditate, elevate, figure eight and learn
Take shape, resonate, the fire-sign that burns
Fools caught in the past watching As the World Turns
They never learn, play the victim, constant bad decisions
Golden opportunities, well they always seem to miss them
Lying with precision, desperate fools fishing
Ignorant, unaware, no moral intuition
There's another defect that always seems to get them
Lacking reflection, not able to ever truly listen
Had you fully figured out from to start
Dissected your mind tore your image apart
You have a weak bite not as hard as your bark
Come in these deep Waters Swim with the sharks
Even though just the bait You'll play your part
A pawn in the game Subject of my art
Destruction and creation are always in the balance. Both are essential in the formation of art
Man in the mirror, manifest model magnificent
Face-in-frame, forging for all that fame and fortune gets
The record's on repeat and it's always the same
A choose your own adventure dark demented game
Spewing and cursing out everyone's but your name
It's clearly your world and you're never to blame!
Special features, adhesive, leeching creature
Talk a big game with your ass on the bleacher
Still yet believing that you're some kind of leader
Well, here's your true teacher, bow and kiss my sneakers
I got the true glow, Adhere to your master
Disobey my order The result will be disaster
Mold you to my liking, metal wood or plaster
Artist with a chainsaw, torch, and sandblaster!
Had you fully figured out from to start
Dissected your mind tore your image apart
You have a weak bite, not as hard as your bark
Come in these deep Waters Swim with the sharks!
Even though just the bait You'll play your part
A pawn in the game The subject of my art
The Subject of my Art
Let's start with a light brush and paint some happy clouds
Raise the middle finger to who say we're not allowed
Don't ever dare to compare
Deviate from the crowd
The World is your stage, earn those claps, and bow
How you like me now?Though it's never my concern
I meditate, elevate, figure eight and learn
Take shape, resonate, the fire-sign that burns
Fools caught in the past watching As the World Turns
They never learn, play the victim, constant bad decisions
Golden opportunities, well they always seem to miss them
Lying with precision, desperate fools fishing
Ignorant, unaware, no moral intuition
There's another defect that always seems to get them
Lacking reflection, not able to ever truly listen
Had you fully figured out from to start
Dissected your mind tore your image apart
You have a weak bite not as hard as your bark
Come in these deep Waters Swim with the sharks
Even though just the bait You'll play your part
A pawn in the game Subject of my art
Destruction and creation are always in the balance. Both are essential in the formation of art
Man in the mirror, manifest model magnificent
Face-in-frame, forging for all that fame and fortune gets
The record's on repeat and it's always the same
A choose your own adventure dark demented game
Spewing and cursing out everyone's but your name
It's clearly your world and you're never to blame!
Special features, adhesive, leeching creature
Talk a big game with your ass on the bleacher
Still yet believing that you're some kind of leader
Well, here's your true teacher, bow and kiss my sneakers
I got the true glow, Adhere to your master
Disobey my order The result will be disaster
Mold you to my liking, metal wood or plaster
Artist with a chainsaw, torch, and sandblaster!
Had you fully figured out from to start
Dissected your mind tore your image apart
You have a weak bite, not as hard as your bark
Come in these deep Waters Swim with the sharks!
Even though just the bait You'll play your part
A pawn in the game The subject of my art
The Subject of my Art
Writer: Mark Geisler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid