THE ART OF THE HEART Lyrics

More than ever

I've been finding it hard to stay a-

Bove the beaches with the girls in the blue and black sweater

It's just my way of life that's how I flip on my antenna

Yet money has been an issue but It ain't my bluey era

I look down at the beaches. I just see some orange crabs

In the back people running building castles with makeshift flags

And whilst they not bad I feel like I'm on some other quest

You see there was this girl that I was pretty much obsessed

Met her in my hometown, late night hours drinks were blessed

They kicked us out the cops came in and we snuck out and left

I found a group there was some people that's how we first met

We went to Maccies on the way we talked the entire way

I came back home went straight into bed

But I didn't sleep cuz sleep is the cousin of death

We FaceTiming every single night for a week straight

And you go ask me you say how come you ain't fuck yet?

So I go tell you a couple reasons like no girl want me back

And now she asking cuz she don't believe me 100%

She calling me too smooth and how she think I'm lyin

Labelled as a fuckboy virgin god left me crying god damn

God left me alone I swear I'm the only one standing

I'm on private jet of thoughts and I ain't landing

I feel like everybody wants a piece but no one puts their spoon in

And so when I'm outside shining light on others they go translucent

And I'm stuck in the dark whilst others are here having fun whilst consuming

Emotions which I've never felt I feel they are so stupid

Cuz they are foreign to the guy that's foreign to all the students

And so everything I've ever know is starting to become even more confusing hold up

Let me slow down a little bit

This is a tad bit personal

But everything I've ever said on a record is true as my anger episodes

Cinematographers lining up on the wall ready to shoot me like polaroids

And finally I'll get a break from it all when my dad tells me that I'm the best of all

I am the one that your parents love

The cats and the dogs they all adore

And yet when it comes to the females I'm stuck in the middle of heavens door

And inside I deeply hurt in my core

It feels like I'm levels below

But everyone thinks that I'm so good and great when really I'm nothing at all

And whilst that may not be true I still feel humbleness is gold

And I'll always try to fake it till I make it never knock on satan's door

And I put that on my mama and sister and trust I don't put nothing on those

Cuz people like to label me shit I ain't and I'm done with being yours

K.E take us out man