We Can't All Be Heroes Lyrics - Wax

I wake up in the morning, its the same old thing 

Another day alone just rhyme writing (oh) 

It's getting a little old 

Feeling kind of cold 

When do you say you took your dream too far 

And finally come to grips with the person you are 

I think for some of us the dream's too vivid 

And the gift we've been given is the curse that comes with it 

If you strive for perfection and progress 

You beat your own ass in the process 

Man I'm satisfied never 

My shit always could be better 

Shit the I'm saying now could be way more clever 

I remember when there wasn't no pressure 

I just do this 

Before the music was part of a to do list 

I love writing but why I'm clueless 

It's peaceful yet deceitful 

Like a Buddhist Judas 

And its's fucking up my brain 

But somehow it's the only thing that keeps me sane 

I guess I'm like a little goth art student 

Take away his pen, next day at school he starts shooting 

But arts stupid 

If you consider the bitter cost of this 

All the relationships I've lost to this 

All the times that I hit ignore when my family and friends they would call for this 

A constant state of exhaustiveness 

I give my all to this 

A stressful endeavor like tiger woods probably thinks that golfing is 

I should get a office gig 

But I can't cause I'm over here dreaming 

And as I write another song I just feel like screaming 

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Stop fucking with me 

Stop judging me 

I just want to live comfortably 

And I ain't talking about wealth 

I'm talking about my brain 

I'm talking about mental health 

Stop fucking with me 

Stop judging me 

I look around and suddenly 

I realize that there's nobody else 

The only one judging me is myself 

Most people they got big dreams and big plans 

End up as a big flock of sacrificial lambs 

A single achiever 

Can make a billion believers 

Look at the children they're all willing and eager 

Like when I was a kid I watched Jordan play 

And dreamed of being up on the NBA court one day 

Realized early that I didn't have it 

That don't mean that there ain't people that took that stab at it 

Like my man every day practice shooting baskets 

Dreaming about playing for the magic or mavericks 

High school star a 30 point a night average 

4 year college starter alright average 

Didn't get drafted 

Still he could see the dream 

Now he's 35 playing for some European team 

Knees fucked up constantly throbbing 

Now he's popping Oxycontin 

And it's becoming a problem 

Had to move back with his mom 

And she want him to get a job 

But he doesn't have any qualities they need 

Can't put 3-man weave drills 

Under specialty skills 

More and more he eats pills 

Prescription refills 

He still sees that dream that vision and it haunts him 

A voice inside his head and it taunts him 

His mom thinking that he's on something 

And she right 

As he screams in the middle of the night 

Stop fucking with me 

Stop judging me 

I just want to live comfortably 

And I ain't talking about wealth 

I'm talking about my brain 

I'm talking about mental health 

Stop fucking with me 

Stop judging me 

I look around and suddenly 

I realize that there's nobody else 

The only one judging me is myself 

I wake up in the morning it's the same old thing... 

I wake up in the morning it's the same old thing... 

Shit, it's hard enough not to crack under the pressure of average expectations 

Most of my heroes were drug addicts 

So dream high and be prepared to fall really fucking far 

Take a walk around the city 

Tour L.A. 

Listen to what addicted women on the corner say 

Study their words many of them weren't born this way 

Many moved here back in the day 

Thinking that they'd be the next Dorris Day 

There was role she was born to play 

But somewhere she went astray 

Some people crack on the day that disappointment comes 

When they realize they ain't one of the annointed ones 

She saw the vision 

And she came here on a mission 

Audition after audition 

But she never caught a glimpse 

Of success and then she got older 

And the industry disowned 

Told herself that it was over 

Now she never ever sober 

And it drove her to the point 

She can't control her own emotions or addictions 

But she still sees the vision when she's dreaming 

A voice in her head like a demon 

And she on sunset at the bus stop screaming 

Stop fucking with me 

Stop judging me 

I just want to live comfortably 

And I ain't talking about wealth 

I'm talking about my brain 

I'm talking about mental health 

Stop fucking with me 

Stop judging me 

I look around and suddenly 

I realize that there's nobody else 

The only one judging me is myself 

But, stop fucking with me