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lirik lagu portrait – son anthony

an sos to those who wish death upon combatants, send me some of that
i felt unwanted by the rapture not accepting me when sn*tching
up the souls to here after
i’m a gullible lad who trusts who’d k!ll me for a hat pin, let alone the hat
i’m end scene holly golightly in the back of the cab
exclaiming i belong to no one but i fabricated that
and made it last by changing characters. but now were just sad
we are afraid of being caged to spend our days in someone’s trap
numbers can add up to foster opinions on certain matters
conservatives mind statistics more than human lives. ask one
soon to find a trend where i’m presumed to be dead
after these words will be recorded, i will go off the grid
listless life form reciting poems close to a cliff
lifts the fists he clenched the pencil used to etch who he is
check the portrait. the eyes are there but kind of distorted
go ask an art therapist what that artistic source is
this farce as some would call it may appear to be a nuisance
very poor choice of words as the noose looms through this
to unify the neck with rope. a doctor with their stethoscope
can check the pulse of someone who rejected life, oppressed by hope

can it be that it was all so simple then?
this will end in more than one way. uneventful
the less we know the better, yes? i guess that is so
you gotta walk before you run. and learn to take things slow
it makes no difference. days don’t listen
they will go on if you’re ready or not
i threw a rock into the river and i watched the water ripple
i wonder if the fish felt the shock
i’ve been reborn through the ashes
of the bridge i burnt toward someone i’ve carried a torch for
the same one i used to burn it with
the lesson learned was forceful for it had me carry on
when my desire to acquire nourishment was all but gone
yeah, that broken clock was wrong. i sat and waited for it’s song
maturation set it’s course and now i’m older than before
god forbid that i inform you of the world as i see it
form your own d*mn opinion without me as antecedent
benevolence can proceed the belief that people care
when a back gets turned on you and leaves you in complete despair
you will see where smoke cleared air reveals they’ve disappeared
i would say that i feel bad for you but can’t cuz i’ve been there
i got feet like fred astaire and i am not afraid to use them
to leave instead of being led on for your amus*m*nt
been headstrong long enough to fend off disillusion
when it’s tendency is menacing by meddling in true love

- son anthony

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