Вершы: Abbott Hayes. The Artist.

I found an artist beneath my skin
He buried himself deep within me
And he's playing a tune with a soft melody
He's playing a tune so soft

I found an artist beneath me skin
He writhes to the rhythm that plays within me
And he bangs on my heart like it's a loud tympani
He bangs on my heart real loud
And I like the way he sings like each song
Is the last he'll ever sing to the world

So he best deliver
And he's walking around with a soul on fire
He's walking bearing his soul

Sometimes I wish he's just leave
Just leave
And give me a moment to breathe