Inside an Artist

You think you know you know me That's where you're wrong The voice inside my head thinks Words to a song I swear you've heard it before The same routine A think you might ignore Somewhere in a dream The bass, the drums, and my guitar The sound it keeps me going far The sound, it makes my brain stay sane Keep me on a path or I'll go astray These words they help me everyday They seem to help me slip away Pen to the pad dispersing The words untold Inside your thought conversing The songs unfold Your metal state depleting It's really shown How you work, competing Down to the bone The bass, the drums, and my guitar The sound it keeps me going far The sound, it makes my brain stay sane Keep me on a path or I'll go astray These words they help me everyday They seem to help me slip away