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The Artist - James Riot
Composed by：David Joseph Croft
Take a look at the weasels who've been letting you down
All their crafty excuses for mucking about
Slip away shake off what remains
You play the Queen
Who could have us shot for any sudden moves
And you so damn pure what haven't you heard?
I'm dying to learn
Have no fear of the darkness when dolls come alive
You can draw how you want to
A head built like mine
You were set up to be failed try to keep on
I think about All the love we've had little dreamers tucked in their beds
And you so damn sure what else have you heard?
Look now the babies are learning to stand
I think about
My return
Touching a nerve
Confounding truths for April skies almost peculiar
Mostly see a blessing
A Blessed life though smoke will kill ya
Fully pleased it's you
So hold on little artist bear fruit
Hold on little artist make good
