The Artist
๐ต 769 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:47 duration
๐ ID: 14796005
๐ Lyrics
If something in the past can teach me,
I'll look back to find it.
I swear I'll feel brave someday, just not yet.
My heart stopped.
I've been cutting ties with emotion,
I've been trying to get by without devotion.
I didn't want to feel or smile or,
better yet, didn't want to have to learn to feel things again.
What can I leave behind that will never fade?
Where can I place my pride?
Where will I find something that feels sincere?
For every dream that I'm still trying to fill,
I've had to let go of countless more.
How do I know which ones to keep?
How do I know if it's not too late? Why now?
I used to dream of being an artist;
the world needed paint as bright as my visions.
But love never shows it's true colors,
the world reflected black so I painted myself.
I'll look back to find it.
I swear I'll feel brave someday, just not yet.
My heart stopped.
I've been cutting ties with emotion,
I've been trying to get by without devotion.
I didn't want to feel or smile or,
better yet, didn't want to have to learn to feel things again.
What can I leave behind that will never fade?
Where can I place my pride?
Where will I find something that feels sincere?
For every dream that I'm still trying to fill,
I've had to let go of countless more.
How do I know which ones to keep?
How do I know if it's not too late? Why now?
I used to dream of being an artist;
the world needed paint as bright as my visions.
But love never shows it's true colors,
the world reflected black so I painted myself.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.29] If something in the past can teach me,
[00:18.96] I'll look back to find it.
[00:22.24] I swear I'll feel brave someday, just not yet.
[00:34.13] My heart stopped.
[00:38.26] I've been cutting ties with emotion,
[00:40.06] I've been trying to get by without devotion.
[00:43.41] I didn't want to feel or smile or,
[00:47.28] better yet, didn't want to have to learn to feel things again.
[00:52.44] What can I leave behind that will never fade?
[00:57.03] Where can I place my pride?
[01:02.84] Where will I find something that feels sincere?
[01:10.95] For every dream that I'm still trying to fill,
[01:15.34] I've had to let go of countless more.
[01:17.70] How do I know which ones to keep?
[01:20.54] How do I know if it's not too late? Why now?
[01:29.37] I used to dream of being an artist;
[01:31.60] the world needed paint as bright as my visions.
[01:34.07] But love never shows it's true colors,
[01:36.89] the world reflected black so I painted myself.
[01:39.74]
[00:18.96] I'll look back to find it.
[00:22.24] I swear I'll feel brave someday, just not yet.
[00:34.13] My heart stopped.
[00:38.26] I've been cutting ties with emotion,
[00:40.06] I've been trying to get by without devotion.
[00:43.41] I didn't want to feel or smile or,
[00:47.28] better yet, didn't want to have to learn to feel things again.
[00:52.44] What can I leave behind that will never fade?
[00:57.03] Where can I place my pride?
[01:02.84] Where will I find something that feels sincere?
[01:10.95] For every dream that I'm still trying to fill,
[01:15.34] I've had to let go of countless more.
[01:17.70] How do I know which ones to keep?
[01:20.54] How do I know if it's not too late? Why now?
[01:29.37] I used to dream of being an artist;
[01:31.60] the world needed paint as bright as my visions.
[01:34.07] But love never shows it's true colors,
[01:36.89] the world reflected black so I painted myself.
[01:39.74]