The Muse

Washed up, sold out
Given in, broken down
Fell short, cast aside
Why does she still try

Busy work, dead ends, talking big to fake friends
Hoping someone gives her a chance
Spinning wheels, chump change, selling short to get paid
How long you think that will last?

I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse

Hopeless, futile
Abandon ship
Kiss your dreams goodbye

Busy work, dead ends, talking big to fake friends
Hoping someone gives her a chance
Spinning wheels, chump change, selling short to get paid
How long you think that will last?

I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse

Fire burning through every 9 to 5
I tried to put it out but these cinders just wouldn't die
Even if I'm melting down and it seems like I'm out of time
It's a small price to pay to be able to sleep at night
Cus I can't live with this what if
They don't see these chains, but I'm a slave to the muse

I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse
I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse