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I fear the arts
So insignificant among it all
I fear the people behind it
You can't trust a mind that brilliant
All liars
Speaking wisdom of the foolish

I fear the people
The audience
No applause can be heard
You people are all hard to please
Please just trust me
Don't trust me
I'm an artist
A brilliant liar
But still insignificant among the world
Such a small world
All packed inside that brain of yours

Make more
You tell me
I make more
And silence is what you give me
How the hell am I supposed to give
When you can't give back
Isn't that what they taught us in school?
If you give you will receive
Such bullshit that was, right?

Quit asking me
Attacking me
With these words of greed
That you're all giving me
I'm sorry I can't satisfy the demand
Though it is nice to know
That people admire my brilliance

Oh
I need to stop
My self worth was rising
Such a shame I have to drop it back down
But I gotta pander to an audience
I won't get applause if I'm being myself
I guess I better put my mask back on
And toy with the hearts of those I trust

Don't trust my wisdom
It's all just cliches
Put into different words
Why don't you try putting a new perspective into the world?
Oh right
I remembered
You can't know the facts about it
Because no matter what you're wrong

What kind of sad world are we living in
Where you can't even gives your opinion
Don't stall me with meaningless garbage
I could care less about your new toys
They're really not as fun as mine

How interesting the human mind can be
Such a shame we waste it on meaningless nonsense
Then again
It just makes toying with you
All the more fun

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