No Rest for the Wicked

Bad habits die hard

But make light mine heart

Feels like a life restart

The night is young and so dark

 

(So dark)

(So dark)

 

Who needs daylight

I’m perfectly fine

 

No rest for the wicked

No rest for the artist

I’m dying to sleep

But the thought aren’t dying

 

I’m begging for a break

Forgetting that we’re starving

There’s no rest when my heart has

The final say

It’s been doing me so bad and

There’s no rest for the wicked

 

Blue lights, white keys

Don’t know the time, not stopping

Black bags underneath

But ambition blinds me

 

(Blinding)

(Blinding)

 

Who needs daylight

I’m perfectly fine

 

No rest for the wicked

No rest for the artist

I’m dying to sleep

But the thought aren’t dying

 

I’m begging for a break

Forgetting that we’re starving

There’s no rest when my heart has

The final say

It’s been doing me so bad and

There’s no rest for the wicked

 

Bad habits die hard

(So dark, so dark)

Why did I choose art

(So dark, so dark)

Oh, ambition guides me

(Blinding, blinding)

Why did art choose me

(Blinding, blinding)

 

(So dark, so dark)

(Blinding, Blinding)

(So dark, so dark)

Oh, ambition likes me

 

No rest for the wicked

No rest for the artist

I’m dying to sleep

But the thought aren’t dying

 

I’m begging for a break

Forgetting that we’re starving

There’s no rest when my heart has

The final say

 

No rest for the wicked

No rest for the artist

I’m dying to sleep

But the thought aren’t dying

 

I’m begging for a break

Forgetting that we’re starving

There’s no rest when my heart has

The final say

It’s been doing me so bad and

There’s no rest for the wicked

 

(So dark, so dark)

(Blinding, Blinding)

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