I'm angry.
I'm angry about this.
I'm angry about how it seems all too simple
I feel like a fraud, but I can't prove that I am
Sometimes it feels (like I know I am) like the melodies and the progressions are familiar, I know they are because there are only so many possibilities
I just wish I knew whether or not what I was doing was good, that it was right. I know it's beautiful, does it matter if it might sound like one of the thousands of bands' songs that have been in recent generations? I know it'll never be an exact copy. I just don't know anymore. I haven't heard an iota of what's out there, I'm sure there's stuff that's like it.
I'm angry.
Sweep me away
To a better place
Take me away
From the hell I've made this space
Real abstract, listening to music in the works and writing and thinking about lyrics
This is like my heaven
And you were my hell
But we were beautiful
Even if it wasn't always swell
Maybe I was right
Maybe I was wrong
But I still don't know
Anything at all
I'm angry about this.
I'm angry about how it seems all too simple
I feel like a fraud, but I can't prove that I am
Sometimes it feels (like I know I am) like the melodies and the progressions are familiar, I know they are because there are only so many possibilities
I just wish I knew whether or not what I was doing was good, that it was right. I know it's beautiful, does it matter if it might sound like one of the thousands of bands' songs that have been in recent generations? I know it'll never be an exact copy. I just don't know anymore. I haven't heard an iota of what's out there, I'm sure there's stuff that's like it.
I'm angry.
Sweep me away
To a better place
Take me away
From the hell I've made this space
Real abstract, listening to music in the works and writing and thinking about lyrics
This is like my heaven
And you were my hell
But we were beautiful
Even if it wasn't always swell
Maybe I was right
Maybe I was wrong
But I still don't know
Anything at all