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The muse won′t come unless I bleed
I am only worth something...
When pain keeps me sober
The muse won't come unless I bleed
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me... keeps me...
The muse won′t come unless I bleed
And I'm starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
The muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
The world is a scary place
And we′re not fucking main characters
...shit
Breakfast and sertraline
Hea - Heartburn and sertraline
Oiling my coping machine
As I lie to myself that joy might again become a thing
No dinner, just ache within
No sleep, just static sets in
Another session of staring at ceilings
Being tired of whatever the new day might bring
...Cut
The muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
Muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
I guess I can flourish only when I'm down
So to create - you bet I need to frown
I′ll let the day crash over me
Eternal execution — I'll let it be the frame
To make the canvas work, the artist should be hungry
I'll let the night roll in, then replay the scheme again
...Muse won′t come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
Muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
I am only worth something...
When pain keeps me sober
The muse won't come unless I bleed
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me... keeps me...
The muse won′t come unless I bleed
And I'm starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
The muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
The world is a scary place
And we′re not fucking main characters
...shit
Breakfast and sertraline
Hea - Heartburn and sertraline
Oiling my coping machine
As I lie to myself that joy might again become a thing
No dinner, just ache within
No sleep, just static sets in
Another session of staring at ceilings
Being tired of whatever the new day might bring
...Cut
The muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
Muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
I guess I can flourish only when I'm down
So to create - you bet I need to frown
I′ll let the day crash over me
Eternal execution — I'll let it be the frame
To make the canvas work, the artist should be hungry
I'll let the night roll in, then replay the scheme again
...Muse won′t come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
Muse won't come unless I bleed
And I′m starting over
I am only worth something
When pain keeps me sober
Writer(s): Aleksandr Korotov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
