Artist's Misery Lyrics

Pennies traded in for wishes

Wishes traded in for dreams

Innocence now jaded penance

Dreams are just a memory

Pennies picked up pays the rent it's

Where I'm at now look at me

Just another washed up kid

Who lives an artists misery

Just another victim of corruption in a system

I'm just tryina make a livin' but I'm stuck in a rut

Roaches in the kitchen where we dine at neighbors bitchin'

Where the lights at this shit isn't what thought we'd begun

Kids are out of diapers foods gone stale man this life is

Really not what I expected when I stepped in the booth

Whip is out of gas I guess I'll have to walk my ass to work

My health has been neglected if I'm tellin' the truth

Can I crush the obstacles-I know I bust with monster flow

Bro I just want the props to go-along with the skill set

I don't trust a lot of folks-it feels like love's impossible

'Cause people wanna turn on you the moment you feel that

You should go against the grain-but there's something in the brain

Creativity's not optional for artists-it's our lifeblood

I wanna be a name-shit I wanna see the stage

So I roll through lonely days man I'm not going out tonight cause

Pennies traded in for wishes

Wishes traded in for dreams

Innocence now jaded penance

Dreams are just a memory

Pennies picked up pays the rent it's

Where I'm at now look at me

Just another washed up kid

Who lives an artists misery

I guess you can't expect that things that matter gon come easy to you

Ask the people (we see through you)…I guess im invisible

Tack that on to miserable-les miserables-the bitter folks

Are laughing-but I'll hit a note-and show them all I been a goat

I've been so damn despicable-I've been put at the end of ropes

So kick that chair from under me-and watch as I begin to choke

Or lend a hand-I'm in the mold-of music now-I'm in the role

Of masterful creater if I fail I begin to fold

Origami paper person precious on his pedastal

That he put himself on-in his head-with his immeasurable

Amounts of ego-now he's halfway-dead-halfway bled

Every drop-on the pad-never stopped-no regret

So he's said-and his heart-well he put it in his art

Every drop-of his sweat-smears the letters that's he's marked

Every line-hits him hard-every cut and every scar

Tells a story of a man that stayed inspired through the dark

Pennies traded in for wishes

Wishes traded in for dreams

Innocence now jaded penance

Dreams are just a memory

Pennies picked up pays the rent it's

Where I'm at now look at me

Just another washed up kid

Who lives an artists misery

Pennies traded in for wishes

Wishes traded in for dreams

Innocence now jaded penance

Dreams are just a memory

Pennies picked up pays the rent it's

Where I'm at now look at me

Just another washed up kid

Who lives an artists misery