Cause every man's gotta do that thing to eat
Before he finds himself face down, passed out in the street
But I ain't down for this industry
9 to 5 to stay alive even though it's killing 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 passing 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 shit 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
Before he finds himself face down, passed out in the street
But I ain't down for this industry
9 to 5 to stay alive even though it's killing 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 passing 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 shit 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
( Adam WarRock )
www.ChordsAZ.com