Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Dead Art Museum

DEAD ART MUSEUM - Written by Carroll Bryant


There is something in the air tonight 
Memories are filling my mind 
First I feel ill and then I'm feeling all right 
After I wipe the tears from my eyes 

The wind blows gently but it feels so cold 
I play with the thoughts I hold so tight 
I see the girl with a heart of stone
She hurts me for the last time 

Love was alive when we were together 
To have it end, I thought never 
Since that time I always think about her 
She touched my soul and love was alive 

There was no sin when we were skin to skin 
But now my heart is in the dead art museum 
Tossed aside by a love that was evil to me 

People and places remind me of you 
Shadows form before my eyes 
I'm tickled pink to the point of feeling blue 
I take a breath and heavily sigh 

The wind blows gently but still gives me the chills 
To pretend you just eats at my heart 
You took a shot at me that was meant to kill 
You hated me right from the start 

There was no sin when we were skin to skin 
But now my heart is in the dead art museum 
Tossed aside by a love that was evil to me

I thought that you were a lover and a friend
Now my heart is in the dead art museum 
Tossed aside by a love that grew angry at me 

Let the fires burn this shit down
Until all that's left is ash
I hope the insurance is all paid up 
Damn this shit is kicking my fucking ass 

You're worse than a genital rash 

There was no sin when we were skin to skin 
But now my heart is in the dead art museum 
Tossed aside by a love that was evil to me

I thought that you were a lover and a friend
Now my heart is in the dead art museum 
Tossed aside by a love that grew angry at me










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