Art Letra

I miss all the daytimes spent with some old friends

but I know everything must end



you live like shit and suffer for your art

is that what you call it

is that what you call it?

she said you live like shit

and suffer for your art

is that what you call it

is that what you call it?



that's messed up

and it's fucking depressing

how much of this must you put up with

and how times do I have to say stay away?

and how many friends must I go through

and how many lies must I put you through



you live like shit

and suffer for your art

is that what you call it

is that what you call it?

It wouldn't be art if you didn't starve yourself to death she said

it wouldn't be art if you didn't starve yourself to death she said

that's messed up

and it's fucking depressing

when was the last time that you've seen the sun

and I don't mean at sunset

when you're just waking up

and I don't mean at sunrise

when you're still up from the night before

when was the last time that you felt good

as deep as you are through hours of my time

and minutes of daylight

glimpse yourself thin pale soft and white

and sick as hell

live like shit

and suffer for your art

is that what you call it

is that what you call it she said

you live like shit

and suffer for your art

is that what you call it

is that what you call it she said

and that's messed up

and it's fucking depressing