Oliver Hart The Many Faces Of Oliver Hart текст песни, слова песни The Many Faces Of Oliver Hart Oliver Hart
Oliver Hart - The Many Faces Of Oliver Hart
Holding the plight to be completely sane
Nothings to gain if image blocks the only chance for change
When I expand my range the world's heads is judges
But don't think you can confines my character
These songs ain't me
They're just documentations of momentary thoughts
Nothing's set in stone just because it's sold and bought
Your expectations need a category of placement
But a renaissance man sits nowhere particular
Every seat is vacant to a song writer, comedian, method actor,
Author, emcee, carpenter, producer, engineer, shit talker, hustler,
Musician, architect, businessman, student of the scene,
And human being if you give a damn
No matter what side you see it's just one side
No matter how much you think it means it's just one side
My depth is only as shallow as time and space is
This is just one of my eternally changing...
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