No wonder we are slaves to the night
And we only break free on the pages we write
Artists are ‘slaves of the night’. The night they play gigs, party, drink and “smoke the chronic” is the only time they’re really living. Meaning they can’t really function in ‘the light of day’, which is a metaphore of a normal, daily life in which often times they are helpless, lost, misunderstood and alienated by their fame and therefore dettached from society, lonely. And the only escape seems art — the songs they write, the music they play.
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