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notice
Whispers in the ear to a few in the back
Who are you I'm just out of focus
The influence of a muse amused by the world's abuse
Turnin' darker after

Ooooohh
Memories inspired by you
Trying to paint these pictures of these views
Oh my mind is stuck on you
You got me caught
In a memory, memory
All i

i trust
I don't need nobody else
She is soo amazing
Her face just like like a muse
Everytime i see her face my dome fills up with ideas
All the things

delirium
And opening my eyes to meet your eyes falling from the sky
Only you can lift us to the by and by

Epiphany, the meaning's more than words
The muse

Know there’s a God when I seen that face
Thru the smoke and the crowds still illuminates
And I can see you just like me no we not from this place
She

by the way He did say
Took us to a land oh so very far away 
Where our enemies kept us and endless souls were slayed 
You know the place you call

pale form stretched out before me
Completely enraged and betrayed
It had come right on back
I’ve been accused
Of harboring an ugly muse
But if they only

Every sidewalk on this road is leading me to you
Face this monster of a lie
A trail of broken hearts I still romanticize
We are dogs on this yellow

Depending on if we rise I know we'll be all that we try
(I found my muse like it's June in a summertime high
I got a long way to go but I'm still gone shine,

We met about a decade ago 
In an arcade 
Now I always see her face at my show 
She brings me heartache 
The art I make 
Resembles the toll 
Taken

You can still find it online
You and me, two guitars, side by side
The moment when our necks collide
And I still search for you sometimes
An indie

Like Beckham
Face a ten got my attention
I just have one ask one question

If you could would you
Please do me one favor huh
Give me your love, my muse

I hope that you were amused
By the views of my out-of-tune Muse
I don't really think you are
I don't really think you are
I hope that you were amused

Yeah
Muse, by Lucidic and QueenB Music
I put my faith in the divine
It wasn't our time
Now I'm dying inside
Waiting to tell you the truth
It's time I

I just need your face for bliss
I'll take your pics 
Babygirl you ain't no basic bitch 
Divine
You got perfect pitch
Got me smiling at my phone

And I can barely see your face
But don't you know
There's nothing you can say
But don't you leave
And I can barely breathe
And I
I don't wanna cry
Don't

As I been writing tunes, trying to ignite the fuse, I got this spiteful muse 
Telling me what I should do 
And though it might be true, but I got

I just need your face for bliss
I’ll take your pics 
Babygirl you ain’t no basic bitch 
Divine
You got perfect pitch
Got me smiling at my phone

me it's so clear to see
And I know
She could have anyone, she could have more
And I know
She could have an upgrade buy a new Porsche
But you stay by my

Wanted to be an artist i
Was of course inspired
By Debbie Harry and Chrissie
Hynde and Aretha Franklin
But my real muse was David
Bowie he embodied male

Bittersweet, Beetlejuice
Bitter me, how sweet of you to
Ask if I'd be your muse
And go and paint me blue

You turned my one of one
To our one

you can hit me on a late night
I've been slaying base lines by the bayside
Gotta find me in the live, I don't face time
Making vibes for the heads not

goals, document me in your hall of faith
And write my name in your Book of Life
Ya’ll know it’s by the grace, right?

Moving on from muses isn’t easy, no

couple.

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You only talk about me and give me your best days.
I see you as a muse and inspiration. It's hard for me to say.
You only talk about me,