Nose bleeds a white line I blew Washed away my clear thoughts and impurities The speed sets in my heart explodes Let's set this church on fire Take a sentiment Of all we are is art in making What you never did The pressures on me Disclosed evidence Of all we are is art in making What you never did And I'm always high And you're always low Eyes red from the wine we stole Drown out misconceptions and securities I'll play the part dressing in all your clothes Let's set this church on fire Take a sentiment Of all we are is art in making What you never did The pressures on me Disclosed evidence Of all we are is art in making What you never did And I'm always high And you're always low