Culture VI - Stars lyrics

[Intro: John Regan] My grandma used to say to me That opening my eyes was the gift of another day to me So every time I close them, she would kneel down and pray for me And hope that when they open, I would somehow find a way to see Stars [Verse 1: John Regan] Is this the first day of the rest of my life, or Was this all that there was to fight for? I wrote about every sight saw So I need a reason to write more My pen, I feel like I should put it down And quit music, regardless of how good it sounds Just concentrate on my nine to five Finally get that promotion No more begging people to post my Songs, just to have these so-call-critics expose my wrongs And ignore my rights I guess they can't see my vision, they got poor eyesight Or maybe I do Either way, I'm proud that I even havea fan to say goodbye to Most'll never even have that I was not supposed to even have rap But I reached for the Stars [Hook: Nicholas Howard] Oh the Stars are in me Still nobody knows my name What it would be if life were the same As that day my dreams had prayed for What it would be [Verse 2: John Regan] Is this the first day of the rest of my career? Or just the last breath that I could spare? I wrote about every dream Every minute of my life, every chapter, every scene Auditioning for the lead, memorized every page But ended up in the audience, staring at the stage Wishing it was me Reciting all those lines, with the audience so captivated Listening to me But this audience is full of actors Well, wannabe actors who can't act as well They're all on stage, the seats all empty Where's the hip-hop fans? they're all emcees So even if I'm better than the rest We're all in competition, so who is there to impress? A crowd full of performers lining up in front of me Open mic, signing up in front of me Because they wanna be Stars [Hook: Nicholas Howard] [Verse 3: John Regan] I wanna say I'm sorry to my daughters For never having my priorities in order Not understanding all they really need was me Wishing these ambitions would just leave us be Wishing I was happy to be average Instead of stressing what I never had or did Enjoying every minute that I have to live And satisfied with giving all I Got to Give I wanna play double-dutch with my kids And be proud of that A+ on the fridge I wanna love my wife Well, maybe in another life Will we celebrate another anniversary? Or would celebrating one be even worse for me? I wonder, is this my introduction? Or merely an interruption? [Hook: Nicholas Howard]