Ant - Staring at the Page Lyrics

Hanging by a thread
Blood rushing to my head
Mind is led, when the truth is said
These words are medicinal, the message is subliminal
Playing in the background, when I touch back down
I won't back down, but I'm back now, yeah
Fill my cup and stack up
Money in my bags, riches cover rags
Tags on all my art, selling pieces of my heart
Telling tales from the start

I'm not perfect, but it's perfect, living life authentic
Feel it, said it, meant it, demented thoughts
Depression, sadness and aggression
The space in my head cannot be rented
I'm learning to cope
Cause my rescue rope is a heart full of hope, yeah
No disguise for a head full of lies
Eyes on fire, as I cut the ties
Sighing, I see em' lying
Fire flying, with divine desire
I design attire, I define inspire
Chakras align, to raise the spinal fire
When I get the job, that's the final hire
6 digits from a book, 2 years to cook
1 look and they're shook, don't be mistook
Love is the prize, and I'm the crook, yeah, yeah
Love is the prize, and I'm the crook

Hanging by a thread
Blood rushing to my head
Mind is led, when the truth is said
These words are medicinal, the message is subliminal
Playing in the background, when I touch back down
I won't back down, but I'm back now, yeah
Fill my cup and stack up
Money in my bags, riches cover rags
Tags on all my art, selling pieces of my heart
Telling tales from the start

Staring at the page, till my words come to life
Keep my mind sharp, live by the knife
I survived the fall, and answered the call
Told Uncle Sam, that we're gonna ball
I'm amazed at what I made off of dreams and dedication
Streams of education, like beams of information
Light is the way, so I light the way
Even on your darkest day
I hope you fight to stay
Like there's no pausing your play
Someone needs to hear, what you have to say
It's all signs and symbols
Secrets from the source, for synchronized elevation
Channel of creation, reaching high above the frequency of love
Currently, my current sea is currency
Somewhere sunny, swimming in the money
Punny, but it's funny
My honey look like a bunny, yeah, yeah

Hanging by a thread
Blood rushing to my head
Mind is led, when the truth is said
These words are medicinal, the message is subliminal
Playing in the background, when I touch back down
I won't back down, but I'm back now, yeah
Fill my cup and stack up
Money in my bags, riches cover rags
Tags on all my art, selling pieces of my heart
Telling tales from the start

I'm a dying breed, with the need to succeed
Fulfilling greed with information
I AM not an imitation
I have no limitation
I AM the force of creation
The source, and the station
The energy of all, not an entity to call
Or an enemy to fall
Life is a game, we're just playing ball
There's no playing small, once you answer the call
My dancer is a cancer, with a heart of gold
Truth be told, she's loyal to a fault
Like the poems in my vault
I'm a messenger on full assault
Woke up in a cult, yeah

Death or doubt, I'll do without
Run the route, like a paper boy
All about my paper, boy
Death or doubt, I'll do without
Run the route, like a paper boy
All about my paper, boy