I don't believe that art is dead
Not while the human heart still beats
I won't believe that art is dead
Not while human souls still breathe
Someone has to take a stand...
(SaviorSelf.07.05.98)

There used to be a heart in here
A part of us that cared for beauty
Now beauty's dead and we're all chasing
Open legs and easy lays
There used to be a soul in here
When words were said, they held their meaning
Nowadays, words fall like rain
Nothing is said and no one's listening
We're all too busy chasing Heidi
or Bitching about Kanye West
We never take the time to notice
That art is dead, and we all killed it
We used to create works of passion
Songs and pictures that conveyed feelings
I can't believe we've fully lost that
The collective human soul is nearly dead

I don't believe that art is dead
Not while the human heart still beats
I won't believe that art is dead
Not while human souls still breathe
Someone has to take a stand...
(SaviorSelf.07.05.98)

I just don't understand this lifestyle
Hennessey and banging strippers
Chasing fame, there's no tomorrow
Burn through cash like MC Hammer
TMZ outside my door
Wondering what drugs I'm on
Or if I even bothered to
Put on underwear today
There used to be a damn good reason
An artist would ever turn to drugs
Nowadays, we're all just loaded
At the strip club making it rain
Calling women tricks and hoes
Degrade ourselves acting like dogs
T-Pain raps and I'll auto-tune
A top 40 porno soundtrack

I don't believe that art is dead
Not while the human heart still beats
I won't believe that art is dead
Not while human souls still breathe
Someone has to take a stand...
(SaviorSelf.07.05.98)

I don't believe that art is dead...

Johnny Cash can't help me now...