So much music is pop
So much sound is noise
So much silence precedes anxiety
So much art is prostitution
So much purity gets f*cked
So much purity gets f*cked
Is art only pretty
Like bright red soda cans
Whose colors climb behind the eyes
Making us crave, handing us canes?
High-fructose corn syrup
Ha
Infants age
Become murderers
But are so lovely at first
Infants age
Become murderers
But are so lovely at first
So much music is pop
So much sound is noise
So much silence precedes anxiety
So much art is prostitution
So much purity gets f*cked
So much purity gets f*cked
I saw a dog inside a man
He was holding a soda can
Then he was boiling something in a stove
Drank in down
Thought he'd drive his car around
Hit a girl
Suddenly it was a violent world
Infants age
Become murderers
But are so lovely at first
Infants age
Become murderers
But are so lovely at first
So much music is pop
So much sound is noise
So much silence precedes anxiety
So much art is prostitution
So much purity gets f*cked
So much purity gets f*cked
Is art only pretty?
Is art only pretty?
Is art only pretty?
Is art only pretty?