Starving artists all the same
Filled with dreams and desire
All addicted to the pain
Either tortured or tired
Never fit inside the frame as required
Doesn't fortune come with fame
Guess that guy was a liar
Time to find another game
Cult heroes for hire
Eating humble pie plain and shittin' fire
Can you tell me, where can fate be
I been waiting now, waiting for so long
For you to take me where I belong
Where I belong
What's the going price of pain
Here's an interested buyer
For my suffering soul
Just a little bit higher
So you wanna touch the flame
Then feel the fire
Can you tell me, where can fate be
I been waiting now, waiting for so long
Can you tell me, why is faith so strong
Where can I get me some
And if I fool myself
That there's nothing wrong
And call it strength
Well it'll keep me going
What keeps me hangin' on
To paint the perfect picture
To write the perfect song
The unattainable – it's what I want
Can you tell me, where can fate be
I been waiting now, waiting for so long
For you to tell me, where did faith go wrong
Where did faith go wrong
Can you tell me
Can you tell me
Are starving artists all the same?