YON Songtext
von MILKK

My whole life is a work of art
But it feels worthless till I sell it
A mirage of meaning, buried in signs
Doesn′t feel too far from what hell is


Carry me in on a stretcher of purpose
Visibility, send it through my veins
But when each drug has run its course
I'm left here, crashing again

Could you paint me a starlit day?
Could you write something before unheard?
There must be something under the under
That makes every color to merge

So keep all the glitter and gold in your pocket
It′s not that it's not pretty, but I
Think i finally understand the fact that
Real beauty isn't something to buy