Rustage - All Your Music Sounds The Same lyrics
[Rustage - All Your Music Sounds The Same lyrics]
An artist has a style it's
The way that he paints
And nobody bats an eyelid
Not a single complaint
But if the sound of a musician
Is the same it's a restraint
It's like repeating the same brush strokes
Till the day that you faint
Going back and forth, not changing course
Pumping the same old shit tracks like
I'm beating a dead horse
Cus when I make something good
That's what I want to maintain
But it's a shame that people say
"all your music sounds the same"
I have a lot of work in progress
Sounds the same oh
But I have locked it away
Like it's from Nato
Sometimes it's like I'm using the
Same colored play do
I'm not some sort of
Genius thinker like Plato
Hey no, body is completely original
We've been stealing ideas since
We've been aboriginal
A lyrical individual that finds
It hard to write
And I fight the urge to make
The same song every night
Outside the airlock, I'm like a scared hawk
Seeing it's prey but afraid to
Make a fair squawk
And instead a go hungry on
Music cus I'm afraid
That every day I'll lose the
Ability to make something great
And hate that I have to state
You people do this to me
I'm afraid to make music cus
I'm afraid to be free
I use different chords different
Instruments a different rap
But nobody cares about that
It's the same tempo as that other track
It sounds the same to you
But the feeling is new
But you act like that song was mew
And this one was mew two
But even then it's more advanced
It can speak and shit
So I am improving even if
It's by a little bit
You don't understand how hard it is
To spend ages working on a song
And be proud and of it
And then upload it on the internet
For the world to see
Only to get the same old
Comments about my unoriginality
And I'm stuck in position
Of unwanted intermissions
It's my mission as a musician
To make an new addition
Every time I make a new
Song like a music tactition
Start the ignition for the emition of
Submission to the same old tradition
The way that he paints
And nobody bats an eyelid
Not a single complaint
But if the sound of a musician
Is the same it's a restraint
It's like repeating the same brush strokes
Till the day that you faint
Going back and forth, not changing course
Pumping the same old shit tracks like
I'm beating a dead horse
Cus when I make something good
That's what I want to maintain
But it's a shame that people say
"all your music sounds the same"
I have a lot of work in progress
Sounds the same oh
But I have locked it away
Like it's from Nato
Sometimes it's like I'm using the
Same colored play do
I'm not some sort of
Genius thinker like Plato
Hey no, body is completely original
We've been stealing ideas since
We've been aboriginal
A lyrical individual that finds
It hard to write
And I fight the urge to make
The same song every night
Outside the airlock, I'm like a scared hawk
Seeing it's prey but afraid to
Make a fair squawk
And instead a go hungry on
Music cus I'm afraid
That every day I'll lose the
Ability to make something great
And hate that I have to state
You people do this to me
I'm afraid to make music cus
I'm afraid to be free
I use different chords different
Instruments a different rap
But nobody cares about that
It's the same tempo as that other track
It sounds the same to you
But the feeling is new
But you act like that song was mew
And this one was mew two
But even then it's more advanced
It can speak and shit
So I am improving even if
It's by a little bit
You don't understand how hard it is
To spend ages working on a song
And be proud and of it
And then upload it on the internet
For the world to see
Only to get the same old
Comments about my unoriginality
And I'm stuck in position
Of unwanted intermissions
It's my mission as a musician
To make an new addition
Every time I make a new
Song like a music tactition
Start the ignition for the emition of
Submission to the same old tradition