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• Artiste: Chris Ayer
• Titre: Fade
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He paints a picture of the beauty that his life’s supposed to be a few revisions to a self-important personality he writes his poetry, trims his new goatee making sure that his empire doesn’t slack until the cameras in his head all fade to black no way, you’ve finally got a reason to lose faith in this this sad excuse of sincere artistry when everyone is trying so hard to be seen saying no one else will be seen over me he writes a new song, with all the words to make you understand well he doesn’t mean it but he fakes it fine when he’s playing in his band they’ve got a retro sound, got the genre down, with all the old pioneers under attack til the cameras in their heads all fade to black no way, you’ve finally got a reason to lose faith in this this sad excuse of sincere artistry when everyone is trying so hard to be seen saying no one else will be seen over me and don’t we all, after all, just want ourselves a little perfect piece of poetry? Jack said that we could “burn and be a roman candle exploding across the stars” – so far the beatniks haven’t stopped fooling me, the movie gods are still fooling me I paint a picture of the beauty that my life’s supposed to be a poignant picture that slowly/dramatically fades to black