An Artists Curse Lyrics

From creator to another

It's hard to finally be discovered

When you ponder

Whether or not you can keep going

With what you're doing

All the time and effort

All the money you spent

And all the plans you levered

Don't let it all go to waste

Don't throw it all away

But neither expect the fame

To come within a day

Some of the best things come with time

So let them ripe like wine

You've gotta be ready to work eternally

Make it your fate before it is too late

Taking weeks, taking months

Prepare to wait for several years

Keep up the grind

Or come to your senses

Some of the best things come with time

So let them ripe like wine

You've gotta be ready to work eternally

Make it your fate before it is too late

What will you do

When you can no longer move forward

When all your progress comes to a sudden stop

Burns

Inside your mind you're torn by the trojan

Give up, give into the temptation to stop

Some of the best things come with time

So let them ripe like wine

Handeled with care to let 'em shine

You've gotta be ready to work eternally

Make it your fate before it is too late

You've gotta be ready to work eternally

Make it your fate before it is too late