Lyrics Desire - Jasmae Hesse

You think the world is full of roses and hello
But my brother has quit more times than you could ever know

He's the creator of the black photograph
Covering the lens just as soon as the photo snaps
Why does he frame it just right
Desire the horse
Depression the cart
Restart

Nothing, oh nothing goes
He's the artist fighting within
Against the madness in his skin
Standing takes it all
And falling nothing at all