It's not that I find it intimidating
The empty void of nothing there
The wall is back again, and it just won't let me through
Blocking me from inspiration's view
My money's spent on sketchbooks I will never use
In the dust it'll sit, for how long? I'll never know
So I begin to stare, dip my brush and just prepare
Take my time put on a beat and a catchy tune
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Now I think that my skills are below the average
Sketches left unfinished, lost ideas burned like ashes
I'll be up at night, make some tea to last til morning
Another work to criticise over through and through
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Teaboi - Poor Artist Lyrics
Teaboi - Poor Artist Lyrics
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It's not that I find it intimidating
The empty void of nothing there
The wall is back again, and it just won't let me through
Blocking me from inspiration's view
My money's spent on sketchbooks I will never use
In the dust it'll sit, for how long? I'll never know
So I begin to stare, dip my brush and just prepare
Take my time put on a beat and a catchy tune
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Now I think that my skills are below the average
Sketches left unfinished, lost ideas burned like ashes
I'll be up at night, make some tea to last til morning
Another work to criticise over through and through
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
The empty void of nothing there
The wall is back again, and it just won't let me through
Blocking me from inspiration's view
My money's spent on sketchbooks I will never use
In the dust it'll sit, for how long? I'll never know
So I begin to stare, dip my brush and just prepare
Take my time put on a beat and a catchy tune
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Now I think that my skills are below the average
Sketches left unfinished, lost ideas burned like ashes
I'll be up at night, make some tea to last til morning
Another work to criticise over through and through
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Paint water and a coffee cup
The poor artist has them both mixed up
A speckle of colour spreads out on a great white canvas
Beautifully made for you
Writer: Miguel Sucalit
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid