Artbreaker I

by Lupe Fiasco

This is not the way we planned it,
This is just the way it's going down,
The way it kept me empty handed.
And I can see the props just lifted,
The valley with the dollar chew them now,
Forever underestimated.
I love the way you call it odd,
When you never even use your heart,
And I just wanna tear you apart.
I love the way you call it odd,
When you never even use your heart,
And I just wanna tear you apart.
The needle finds the final feeling,
Sell it's step to everyone around,
Raise a glass of bought champagne yeah.
This is not the way we planned it,
Glad to see your black ship is going down.
Party like you understand it.
And oh I....
I love the way you call it odd,
When you never even use your heart,
And I just wanna tear you apart.
I love the way you call it odd,
When you never even use your heart,
And I just wanna tear you apart.
This is not the way,
I kept you burning out.
This is not the way,
I kept you burning out.