New born slave

(Verse 1) Used to chase the sunrise, paintin' dreams in gold Dusty palette, rooftop view, a story yet untold Scraped by on moonlight, sang for nickels on the street But the rent don't pay itself, with passion hard to eat (Chorus) Traded in my brushes for a keyboard and a suit Swapped the melody for spreadsheets, singin' now feels mute Corporate cog, a tiny gear, lost in the machine This ain't the life I craved, but keeps the bills from screamin' (Verse 2) Fluorescent lights my canvas now, deadlines mark the beat Boss man's symphony of targets, leaves my rhythm incomplete The fire in my belly's simmered down to office brew But the phone still rings at 5 PM, what else can a dreamer do? (Chorus) Traded in my brushes for a keyboard and a suit Swapped the melody for spreadsheets, singin' now feels mute Corporate cog, a tiny gear, lost in the machine This ain't the life I craved, but keeps the bills from screamin' (Bridge) Late nights at the office, overtime's my muse Will the colors ever come back? Will I ever break these blues? A flicker of a memory, a melody in the air A whisper of the artist I was, trapped beneath this corporate snare (Chorus) Traded in my brushes for a keyboard and a suit Swapped the melody for spreadsheets, singin' now feels mute Corporate cog, a tiny gear, lost in the machine This ain't the life I craved, but keeps the bills from screamin' (Outro) Maybe someday I'll escape, reclaim the life I knew But for now, I'll tap this rhythm, even if it ain't quite true A silent symphony in my soul, a promise I won't break The artist's fire still burns, waiting for a chance to wake