Lovers of Artists - 白艺潾 (백예린)
Lyrics by：Yerin Baek
Composed by：Yerin Baek/PEEJAY
Arranged by：PEEJAY
Produced by：PEEJAY/Yerin Baek
I'm a lover of my muse
The critics are so rude
The crowds are empty and cruel
But it's art
You call it art
I'm not owned by anyone
I don't owe to anything
I can tell who he is
"Baby it's part of art"
I'm not the subject I'm the set on fire
Not framed I'm spilled
You call it mess aftermath
Curtain down oh black out
Exit sign echo down the stairs
Monologue but bruised backstage
The truth is
One moment
You say"I'll lay you down by fire"
One moment
"Baby please keep my secrets to my enemy"
Oh baby
Why would I?
A-ha A-ha
A-ha A-ha
Nothing rehearsed all of it was real
I wasn't the icon just the incident
Lovers of artists
Proof of what I'm doing
People love to watch it
Take my photo *******
Put me in your thesis
Blueprints fractured without me
Called it a breakdown fine make it modern art then
