Bleed in public

Tuff to beat robot singers , but thats it . I can say fuking art on end , its my song

https://www.mixcloud.com/ElvisNash/bleed-in-public/

I pour my soul on a barroom floor,

Trade my pain for a round of applause.

Every song’s a scar I reopen,

Just to prove I still got flaws.

(Verse 2)

Neon halo, cigarette crown,

Another sinner with something to say.

They don’t see the ghost behind my grin,

Just a jukebox preacher getting paid.

(Chorus – 6 lines)

I’m bleeding in public and calling it art,

Spitting out verses that tear me apart.

They drink while I drown in the sound of my sin,

Applauding the wreck that I’m living in.

If the price of the truth is a hole in my heart,

Then I’ll bleed in public and call it art.

(Verse 3)

Every verse another confession,

Every stage another wound.

They clap while I fall apart in rhythm,

And leave humming my ruin.

(Bridge – no hook)

Maybe someday I’ll learn to heal,

But I’d miss how the hurt makes it real.

The silence is louder than any crowd,

And I only feel honest when I’m too loud.

(Final Chorus)

I’m bleeding in public and calling it art,

Spitting out verses that tear me apart.

They drink while I drown in the sound of my sin,

Applauding the wreck that I’m living in.

If the price of the truth is a hole in my heart,

Then I’ll bleed in public and call it art.

(Outro tag)

Yeah — I’ll bleed in public,

and call it art.