Descartes

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Vanity is the curse of culture A cyanide for the soul Tip the tightrope delicately around ego Don't let either side take hold What is it to have artistic credibility? For am I not just a man? I seek to take aim at commentary I speak so therefore I understand [Chorus] Descartes, Descartes Discord, discard How do you heal a tortured heart? Descartes, Descartes Discord, discard We have love, and we have art Descartes, Dеscartes Discord, discard How do you heal a tortured hеart? Descartes, Descartes Discord, discard We have love, and we have art [Verse 2] I count the dead leaves on the trees I count the seconds between my breath (Ah-ha, ah-ha) All's fair in love and war But what if I've nothing more than war left? Take my sanity Take my sanctimony Call me pious, call this holy matrimony Call this anything you want from me [Chorus] Descartes, Descartes Discord, discard How do you heal a tortured heart? Descartes, Descartes Discord, discard We have love, and we have art Descartes, Descartes Discord, discard How do you heal a tortured heart? Descartes, Descartes Discord, discard We have love, and we have art [Bridge] Disillusion, hate, anxiety Pleasure, pain, ecstasy Tell me, lord, how can I be Better than I was born to be? Disillusion, hate, anxiety Pleasure, pain, ecstasy Tell me lord, how can I be Better than I was born to be? Disillusion, hate, anxiety Pleasure, pain, ecstasy Tell me, lord, how can I be Better than I was born to be? [Outro] Vanity is the curse of culture Ignorance becomes the death of us Privilege without acknowledgement is murder The world is burning right in front of us