muse

I'm around through every mood

You're my downfall, you're my muse

My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues

Standin' ovation, they did a great job raisin' you

When I create, you're my muse

That kinda smile that makes the news

Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there

Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery

Just like a dream, you are not what you seem

You be the match, I will be a fuse, boom

Painter, baby, you could be the muse

I'm the reporter, baby, you could be the news

You've been my muse for a long time

You get me through every dark night

(Move your body, move your body)

I wanna be your muse, use my music

And let me be your rhythm tonight

The goddess in my days in pen

The muse I ain't refusin'

The part of me that ain't around

Yeah, na everythin' I go do for my bebe

My jigga, my muse (my muse)

Everythin', my bebe

And every line, every word that I write

You are the muse in the back of my mind, oh

Don't want to ask about it 'cause you might brush it off

Make sure that we're tight

Your love is my muse

No more will I have to choose

Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

I'm setting off, but not without my muse

What should be over burrowed under my skin

Praise me for martyr, praise me for sin

Call me your muse

A sprite or an elf you cry to, then use

Saw you downtown singing the blues

It's time to face the music, I'm no longer your muse

But in another life

Fox News wanna use my name for percentage

My latest muse is my niece, she worth livin'

See me on the TV and scream, "That's Uncle Kendrick!"

I found a new muse

That's bad news for you

Splash in some Burberry rain boots

Lookin' like every designer fave muse

Front row, next to the who's who's

Ain't this what you came to see?

Let me be your muse, I'll inspire you

In ways you won't believe (oh, whoa)

And it all breaks down at the role reversal

Got the muse in my head, she's universal

Spinning me round, she's coming over me

Don't be so arrogant

Let me in, let me be your muse tonight

Tonight

Do I wanna lose all that I have?

You could be a muse and help me cash

But I just need you to come break my back

Peace is so elusive, joy is so elusive

Kisses from my muses, truces for the bruises

I got real-life angels, got me when I lose it

Night and day

I'll be your muse

No other girl can make you feel the way I do

Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there (Oh, oh)

Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery (Oh, oh)

Just like a dream, you are not what you seem (Ohhh...)

In this life of sin

I can be your muse, I can be your ally

I can be your moon, I can be your sacrifice

Into the vessel of possibilities

Your green muse

The apparatus for soul mobility

Maybe I like to pick fight just to write about 'em

Maybe you right, you a good muse

Lemme right a couple wrongs, couple hooks, boo

Are still a beauty to behold

You've been my muse

Every story that I've told

It's more than spark, it's raging fire

You're my muse and I'm so inspired

I want more of you

I cook myself some breakfast

Have some coffee while I muse

Where could this smile have come from?

With a legacy, it's of age"

She said, "You can't be a muse and be happy, too

You can't blacken the pages with Russian poetry

Now we're trappin' 'round the globe, I'm a cash cow (cash)

She a muse, walkin' 'round with her ass out (muse)

I ain't tryna talk, nigga, put the cash out

Or anybody that decides that I'm of use

Lonely is the muse

Ah

Recluse 'cause people believe all but less truth

Blessed muse have no excuse

Lyin' if I said I never thought of a neck noose

Slip into the blue lagoons

I could be your muse

Times are hard, people scarred

'Cause it ain't about you

I'm the movie and the muse

And you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes ('cause they hurt like hell)

Mother of Muses, sing for me

Sing of the mountains and the deep dark sea

As I'm driving, I'm captured by the view

So much beauty, the road becomes my muse

The heat is rising, and my hand surfs through the wind

The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood

You're my downfall, you're my muse

My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues

I travelled half the world to say

You are my muse

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Ah, it's tough out there, a good muse is hard to find

Living one word to the next, one line at a time

Couldn't shake her - with my Baker Street Bruise.

Like to take her - I'm just a Baker Street Muse.

Ale-spew, puddle-brew - boys, throw it up clean.

We was running from the police

They're using my muses to make fun of me

As your face up while your blood sucks from an IV

There is one way to skin a cat or poison a rat, it is here forth, hear to three, forthrightly stated (To rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute)

Put down that rag (Dear Mr. Muse)

Simpering, callow and morose (Fellow of wit and gentry)

Call it an angel

Call it a muse

And call it karma that you've got comin' to you

When in Rome no Trojan needed, coliseum

She's my heart, my art and my muse in my museum

Let me frame this love, feelin' like Prince on the dove

If she could be the muse two the Pharaoh

Then one day she might be queen

In this world?

Folarin, the muse of the hater

That music is greater, stupid nigga, bring your face up

Bitch, I'm the one, you ain't even the two (hey)

You would never be you if I wasn't your muse (hey)

Whole lot of fake-ass, snake-ass, backstabbin', hatin'-ass, no money gettin'-ass bitches (no money-ass bitches)

Cotton-candy-colored skies even put a smile on my broken muse

Somethin' 'bout the sunset pleases me and brings out the best in you

Where the swallows circle over head

And muses gather by the river of the tears we shed

Just like a pioneer in the new frontier

in Luna dreams

Fortune-tellers muse

on palms that bode bad news

What side are you on?

Muse Sick-n-Hour Mess Age

Nine, four, for your mind

나 따위가 무슨 소명

나 따위가 무슨 muse

내가 아는 나의 흠 어쩜 그게 사실 내 전부

Oh, heaven forbid, I am one who delights

In all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse

Sorry?

Is a promise I can keep

You're my muse, you're my rhyme

You're the fire warming this heart of mine

What kind of vicious muse

Broke the both of you?

Well, I ain't gonna make excuses

I've since lost all track of my demons and their muses

So if you're still keeping score, then you can keep your heart attack

I feel the same way, you're all I can see

They've written books about Da Vinci's muse

I know it wasn't, but it shoulda been you

I'm not your plaything

I'm not your muse

Oh, hey you

But subjects are a poor excuse

When what you really want's a muse

An inspirating knowledge

Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh

Oh, how I long to muse on the days of my boyhood

But four score and three years have flitted since then

Prima Donna, enchant us once again

Think of your muse and of the queues 'round the theatre

Can you deny us the triumph in store?

And so I yearn for mistress calling me

That's the muse, that's the muse

But we only burn up with that passion

But at least I have my sister's smile

And I, I resist the muses

But they sing to me in exile

Let me use your eyes

Please don't muse with words that cut me down to size

With your lovely mind

De toutes parts la joie fuse, les gens rient, les gens s'amusent

Les chanteurs trouvent leur muse, rendez-vous à Brasilia

Dans ce joyeux tintamarre de cuícas et de guitares