Ruckus Roboticus - Starving Artist lyrics

Cause every man's gotta do that thing to eat Before he finds himself face down, pa**ed out in the street But I ain't down for this industry 9 to 5 to stay alive even though it's k**ing me And I'm hungry for the limelight Hungry for the high life, thirsty for the fine wine And I'm hungry for that microphone Hungry for the live shows Thirsty at the finish line Starving artists follow your heart I know sometimes getting started's like The hardest part But I'll die starving to follow this mark And I'm going hungry Now tell me why you would ever want To live a life where all you're doing Is pa**ing time until you die? And if I struggle, then I struggle for The things that I'm trying to accomplish Before the finish line. Yeah I know you feel like every chance that You ever had to do the things you love Is all gone without a trace But it's the echoes of the past And the happier times you had Trying to escape show in lines Across your face. And I trace em together Your face a constellation Drawn every morning through the steam After my shower's done And there's some major to minor Instead I'm sick of waiting Pointing straight to the sun I'll show you how it's done And I'm trying hard to reach you Blowing through your speakers Trying to get inside your mind And I'm dying just to break through Still I gotta eat, too Still I gotta get by And if I shine, then you shine right back And we all in this together If you feeling life is still a dream And me? I'm floating down the river And I ain't looking back! While I see packs of rats Trying to swim upstream Mind is much clearer, life is so realer Wine is much sweeter Pancakes with the syrup! Cause one day, none of this will every matter In the long run DJ in Heaven keeping track of How many times your song's spun But in a moment it's history we create With misery we replace so to Busy us in our day. And still you just Can't mistake the way that it feels to say "I love this song" and watching the grin Spread on our face. Yeah! That's that sh** that's worth living for Adam got a sicker flow Similar to the kitchen though Sometimes I swear, it's like I feel I'm on a mission, so had to break out In flight because I feel like I'm in a prison, yo And life is nothing perfect, present tense Cause art is Heaven sent. I went from lawyer To being my own employer, man That's why I need to pedal wares and sell my Single. So please excuse the shameless self-promotion Over strings and snares. Yeah You can give to your heart's content I'm simply without repentance I'm needing like every cent I need it to pay the rent I need it for live events I need it to pay the bills For the money already spent