Vincent Van Gogh

#BrielleBlack #VincentVanGogh [Verse 1] They only love the artist when the heartbeat disappear Put the flowers on the grave, act like they was always here Funny how the vision gets expensive through the years Same brush they called insane got 'em crying in their beers I was painting in the darkness while they laughed from the light Now they quote the fucking captions they were mocking every night Everybody got opinions till the canvas starts to bite Then they stare into the colors like they're looking into Christ Cut my ear from the noise, not my soul from the sound Every king gets crucified before they hand him a crown Every genius looks broken when he's face-down on the ground Till a billion dollar auction turns his suffering profound [Hook] Call me Vincent Van Gogh Blood on the brush, gold in the stroke Starry Night spinning while the whole sky choke You laughed when I spoke Now you're buying every ghost Call me Vincent Van Gogh Vincent Van Gogh You couldn't see the fire Till it swallowed the globe [Verse 2] I don't paint pretty pictures, I paint pressure and decay Paint the monster in the mirror everybody hide away Paint the debt, paint the fear, paint the price people pay For pretending they're alive while they're dying every day Museum full of dead men finally getting their respect Funny how the market loves a corpse it can't reject If I sold my soul today they'd probably call it intellect Then frame the ashes in a vault and label it collect You want art? Art is rage with nowhere left to go Art is standing in the storm saying "No." Art is seeing something nobody else can see Then dragging it back bleeding into reality [Bridge] Sunflowers look different When you know the roots drink blood Every masterpiece is built On a flood nobody talks of The crowd wants entertainment I came carrying a blade Not for flesh For illusions. [Final Hook] Call me Vincent Van Gogh Cut through the lie, let the darkness show Starry Night spinning while the black winds blow You laughed at the soul Now you're worshipping the glow Call me Vincent Van Gogh Vincent Van Gogh They called it madness first Now they call it gold.