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letra de call it art - rose argoe

[verse 1]
we’ll rock up all in black, insanity encasing me
are we old or are we young?
someone’s bled out all the fun
cigarettes hanging from our lips
see you in a suit here’s a kiss
hold your hand to show you love but you pull away and turn to shove me

[pre-chorus version 1]
someone’s bleeding from the blue sky
crimson raindrops fall, i’ll cry
teenage years are supposed to be filled with love and nights that are free

[chorus version 1 x2]
unfortunately that is not what we do
we cry on the phone at 3am
smoke and sleep and then repeat until we’re drunk enough to say
i love you

[verse 2]
we’re all apologising for the mess of life at 17
i don’t think we’ll be finding diamonds in our popcorn
chewing bubblegum at dawn
walking down the highway drinking b-tterscotch schnapps
liquid candy burns my throat but i’d rather laugh and cry than choke
i’ve had my (heart) broken at the age of fifteen
my friend died (suicide?) when i was fifteen
how old is my brain?
i’m standing in the rain, i’m going insane
how old is my brain?
i’m standing, insane

[chorus version 2]
this is rebellion trimmed down to the finest lines
we’re driving parents cars stuck in the limelight
honey could you give me a kiss? (mwah)
i miss you, i’m not faded enough to say i love you
i love this boy who broke my heart but i’ll keep it under wraps until we fall apart
it’s easy to hide under a facade
everyone calling themselves “pure art”

[verse 3]
nothing is art until critics tell you so
my brain tells me i haven’t lost enough weight today
my friends in hospital they tried to take the pain away
i wonder what my life would be like if i wasn’t smart
i wonder if i would be safe from my mind?
call it art
i love this boy i met at fourteen
sold my soul to him in the year of 2016

[hook]
we’ll go home, get silly f-cked up
get drunk and high off of each others love
x2

[chorus version 3]
unfortunately that is not what we do
we cry on the phone at 3am
smoke and sleep and then repeat until we’re drunk enough to say
i love you
this is rebellion trimmed down to the finest lines
we’re driving parents cars stuck in the limelight
honey could you give me a kiss? (mwah)
i miss you, i’m not faded enough to say i love you

- rose argoe

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