When our masterpiece is complete
And the coroner's report is back in
It will read, "The cause of death: art"

Art
It will read, "The cause of death: art"

Art

Look, that scene projected on the ceiling
What's in your gains but expresso for your feeling
A multi-get-me chock o' holes in your head
The meaning, the walls, repeated, wa...watch out

Only when you're hurting
Will you know what you want
Only if we do this together, forever
Can we take it that far
Can we take it that far

Will we take it that far?

It will read, "The cause of death: ART"

Motherfucker, things I'm feeling
The suffering I see without dreaming
Of thoughts that can exist, I resist
I don't think that's a good time for me
To feel my hate without the emotion
Drug up from the bottom of the ocean
I'm breaking and falling apart
All from the sake of my art

Art

Your weak seams let me weave you again
I'll make you move, ask me, the straight just in
Scratching out the marks that aren't what they seem
It takes a lot of patience to teach you how to scream

Only when you're hurting
Will you know what you want
Only if we do this together, forever
Can we take it that far

Motherfucker, things I'm feeling
The suffering I see without dreaming
Of thoughts that can exist, I resist
I don't think that's a good time for me
To feel my hate without the emotion
Drug up from the bottom of the ocean
I'm breaking and falling apart
All from the sake of my art

I'm breaking and falling apart

When our masterpiece is complete
And the coroner's report is back in
It will read, "The cause of death: art"
It will read, "The cause of death: art"