Porcelain Id - THE ARTS (demo)

(Come guide me back)

Unknown coordinations
Exact numbers and locations
Were promised to me
In my Japanese dream state

Delayed pain arrives despite repression
Exposing the when of how I got here
I know I needed the help
But when all this figures
Will, I, still be a hazard
They couldn't help but had to keep
In his Japanese dream state

Will you be there
Will you be there
Will you be there

All men love with their hands
If they fail to love with their heart-and
A passing life lit by a stranger
By morning's heading out of frame

When the lights come on
Hustlers need to make it
And make it we did
Something that passed for the arts

You crawled up next to me
Near Cloth Hall
Renaissance-era trading outposts

Blue flower
Blue flame
Blue flower
Blue flame

To the girl in the landscapes, imagine a slope
A conundrum that is painted to be
Creature's comfort in this capital's rain
Something that'll pas for the arts

To the hustlers who tried selling merch at the crucifixion
It was my crusade but it's you up on that cross
Wouldn't you hate to cry?
Twelve faces in a single frame
But none rushed to your demise
Blue flower
Blue flame

Written by:
Hubert Tuyishime

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