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Andre Jeremy Brewster - Love Hope Lyrics

PART 1: LOVE

(Intro)

(Recently I've been distracted
Wasting time instead of being constructive
I've watched too much and spent my hours wishing for the willpower to be more productive
And here's what I've realised)


Fuck man!

Yah yah yah yah yah yah (x3)

(There are just too many reasons not to be an artist)

Fuck is my lighter??



(Hook)

My author is the mask of my pain

Im in the fog
Why is my father coming back to my brain

I did a line I feel the toxins as they're packing my veins

I'm in the garden am I lost or off track for the day?



(Verse: 1)
Light is the crown rest

Typing the sound

I lay it down the files fresh

Making a round I'll play around when the crowds dead

Painting the town red


Mean Joe with the toss

Black and mild with the green

We keep going across
Keep hope in your heart

Keep hearts on your sleeve

The sleeves growing apart

The pleats not in the genes

Cause we know a facade

We scream out in the ethers "we've chosen Allah"

Seeds sowed in the dark



(Hook)

My author is the mask of my pain

Im in the fog

Why is my father coming back to my brain

I did a line I feel the toxins as they're packing my veins
I'm in the garden am I lost or off track for the day?


PART 2: HOPE

(I don"t have the money to make what i wanna make
I don"t have the time to make what i wanna make
I don"t have the talent or the work ethic or the creativity
I'm inadequate
People won't see what I've made
What if they do see it and they don't like it?
What if they see it and they like it
But then forget about it straightaway??)

(Verse: 2)
Knob twist knot tight

I've been on this all night

Novice drop kick

Talk spite

Cautious options stoplight

Siren songs for the youth

A few drinks uber ride to curb

Make the best of my time on this earth



New scars over old cuts

Had a relapse arm was tore up

Had breakdown broke my own thumb



Hope to go nuts

Staring at the ceiling rode the flow up

Burying my feeling hope the shore comes quick

Hit sink I gotta throw up



Fritz said the summer could get cold like this

(Outro)
(I could make that but its too boring too cheesy too complex too similar to that other thing too generic too obvious too outrageous
What if I've already made the best thing ill ever make?
Its much easier to consume what other people have already made because i'll never be as good as the greats
It's much easier to leave my ideas in my head where they're safe
To be honest I don't even know what it is that I wanna make
There are too many good reasons not to be an artist
So I ask this:
Are you gonna let any of them stop you?)