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the man lives in the arena
we watch him everyday
he ducks to the side with his gladiator's pride
but he can't get out of his own way
he makes a mess
he cleans it up
he calls it art
he makes a mess
he calls it art
but it hurts his heart
it hurts his heart
he is the man in the yellow jacket
the man in the yellow jacket
that same friend is an artist
he speaks best in a language
that no one understands
he talks in tongues
and the people find him fun
but he's never been one for long term plans
he makes a mess
he calls it art
it hurts his heart
he makes a mess
he cleans it up
he cannot stop
he cannot stop
he is the man in the yellow jacket
the man in the steel toed boots
the man in the yellow jacket
the man digging up his own roots
now at the party
you can tell he's been working
he's back in the zone
hopping bushes
dropping elbows
digging in the sandbox
where last
he lost his way
please stay
he makes a mess
he calls it art
it hurts his heart
he makes a mess
he cleans it up
he fills his cup
he fills his cup
he is the man in the yellow jacket
the man in the seersucker suit
the man in the yellow jacket
the man digging up his own roots
the man in the yellow jacket
the man in the steel toed boots
the man in the yellow jacket
the man digging up his own roots
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Chandelier
04:31
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low hanging
this fruit
high, gangly
not astute
walks face first
into the
chandelier
his temple throbs
he doesn't care
despite the remains of a bulb
trapped in his hair
the only thing that's on his mind
is what's in it
and that's only fear
that's only
fear
it's only fear
he slumps and murmurs
god damn
ambivalence fades
he grabs the dustpan
this was not my ultimate plan
why oh why am i this man?
why oh why can't I just be
a better man
it's only fear
is the mess clear?
just confess dear
why aren't you near?
all i am is what i don't understand
and that's what you left here
it's only fear
i must disown the fear
i will disown the fear
disown your fear
we will disown our fear
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Melania
04:02
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so you got a guy
he's old he's rich on top of the world
he don't hear you
got a job turning tricks
wrote the art of the steal
chasing fool's gold
just walk away
but don't say sorry
you can walk away
you can walk away
you can close your eyes
you can dry your tears
do you hear the lies?
can you bear the truth?
did you choose the life?
did the life choose you?
Melania
Melania
when he steps out glass of wine
watch the news volume down
another bottle
you count the seconds til he's back
pretend to sleep on the couch
it's a nightmare
just walk away
he won't say sorry
chorus
the hands of a baby and the face of a clown
the ring on your finger is dragging you down
was guilded in the age of anxiety
bittersweet notoriety
the hands of a child on the bars of her cage
the fire and the fury and the impotent rage
you wake up every morning finding everything's changed
you tell yourself it'll be alright
chorus
oh, you really don't care do you?
oh, you really don't care
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