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(Artisanal, artisanal) I could live in an artisanal house With an artisanal wife Drive an artisanal car Live an artisanal life It'd be a treat to see What people think of me Dressed to the ninth degree Sipping artisanal tea What's an artisanal me? Where do my clothes end? Can I stop then? Which ones are my artisanal friends? What's an artisanal me? Do I impress you with my dress? Who made this? Can I hide behind your success? Or is it excess? When I talk less? And I let my things talk for me? What will I say when They go away and I'm on my own again? (Artisanal)