Suffer

(McDonald)

          

Don't keep me out, cause out isn't in.
And of that I'd know nothing,
For all these years of doing without
And hungry for something.

People love me;
I'm a cult!
I've been out there
Singing this big heart out.

Does she suffer for her art like a martyr?
She may never know my world.
She bought a sombrero for her Chihuahua-
'Cause she could.

Inside my world I'm blessed and I'm cursed.
I just need you to listen, listen.
I may lose my mind;
I thought it was just a question of time.

People love me;
I'm a cult!
I've been out there
Singing this big heart out.

Does she suffer for her art like a martyr?
She may never know my world.
She bought a sombrero for her Chihuahua-
'Cause she could.

I suffer for my art cause I'm good.
I may never know her world,
And it's driving me crazy
That it's you that's up there not me.

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