diz establishment - vienna, 1911 lyrics
i’m an artist in denial
i should be getting paid
don’t care about social issues
cos i suck at getting laid
check these songs i think ive written
i’m only getting by
but i’ve nearly lost my marbles
and soon i will be doing time
i suck at making income
can’t keep a steady job
can’t even get a girlfriend
i’m the king of getting blocked
so i smoke american spirit
spend my cash on tasty vans
but i don’t really rate my crep game
so i’ll take a couple xans
to free my mind
a frugal state of non+existence
i’ll leave my nerves behind
my death will truly be a gift from god
i’m an artist but i’m not
i’m an artist in denial
i should be getting paid
don’t care about social issues
cos i suck at getting laid
check my paintings
pretty drawings
they will be worth your time
there’s no method to my madness
but mentally
i’m fine
still suck at earning money
don’t know a steady job
wish i had a girlfriend
but my game just throws them off
my death will truly be a gift from god
i’m an artist but i’m not
still an artist in denial
wish i was getting paid
know nothing about social issues
i still suck at getting laid
but check my poetry
its good
rhymes about my morning wood
i think i’m still a virgin
couldn’t tell you if i’m good
but i’m good
i’m happy
oh so happy
oh what joy to be alive
a manic state of pure persistence
i’ll leave my nerves behind
bet
my death will truly be a gift from god
i’m an artist but i’m not
i’m an artist but i’m not
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