Creature of Habit

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Blanche Ellis

Blanche Ellis is a musical artist known for her soulful and captivating vocal performances. She often incorporates elements of R&B, pop, and electronic music into her sound, creating a unique and contemporary style. With her emotive lyrics and powerful voice, Blanche Ellis has gained a dedicated following for her heartfelt and mesmerizing music. more »

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Am I no longer a songwriter? Am I no longer in love?
Am I just pushing paint along this Spanish wall?
Am I no longer a romantic? Am I no longer a child?
Am I just a woman who walks away from all that she has held?
And is your Creature of Habit your beast of burden, does
Living amongst your fears, somehow, make you worthy?
And so you kick him out and break him at the knees
Pluck his eyes and give him wings
And whisper sweetly in his ear
From that which I have held most dear
I shall, go clear
And all those bastard artists, consuming love like it's
Only food for their foolish trade
Giving up, giving out, giving away
Their 'mundane' love in the name of 'inspiration'
But if, love is a witness then, I see you
And if, love is a witness then I've been seen through, and through
And if love is a witness, I must be going blind
For I seem to be leaving, the one I love behind
But if love is a witness, I want my eyes open wide
For all the world they might imbibe
And is that the more I'm asking for
That my heart be forever broad?
Is this real freedom I procure?
Or is love by nature local?
And I'm just giving it away
Giving it away, giving it away
Giving it away, giving it away
Giving it away, giving it away
I've done it before, oh Lord
I've done it again
Did you want your golden mornings
Or your weekends away?
Did you want your Creature of Habit
To have some place to stay?
Did you want your side of the bed
Your favourite cup for tea?
Why do you kick your Creature Comfort?
He only wants to bring you peace
And so you
Kick it out and break it at the knees
Pluck his eyes and give him wings
And whisper sweetly in his ear
From that which I have held most dear
I shall go clear
For I'm a bastard artist, consuming love like it's
Only food for my foolish trade
Giving up, giving out, giving away
My real life love in the name of 'inspiration'
I am no longer a songwriter, I am no longer in love
I am just pushing paint along this Spanish wall
I am no longer a romantic, no longer a child
Am I just a woman who walks away from all that she has held?

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