I think I need to stop... I think I need to call it quits... ... after composing seven thousand songs in two years, after tearing the words from my chest... after screaming into the void... after whispering to the wind after emptying my soul... after saying everything I had to say... after tearing out my heart without anyone truly listening... after tearing my hair out trying to find new ideas... after crying... after failing to make you cry... or even just make you laugh... after spending sleepless nights writing lyrics... after they seemed pointless the next morning... after my girlfriend listened to shitty music instead of listening to me... after losing the will to fight... after winning two song remix contests without receiving any prize... After being categorized in all the wrong genres... After thinking I could make it... After thinking I was good... After learning to understand people... After learning to hate a little less... After receiving no compliments... After failing to convince anyone to listen to me... I’m waving the white flag... And allowing myself a brief period of silence... But I listen to all these songs And try to justify them Because this song is for everyone I love It doesn't matter if you aren't like me To let love into everything I was a bit tired of this Giving up is nothing to be ashamed of... After giving it my all... After finding new words to say And trying with all my might to connect After feeling certain things so deeply And after writing them all down At night, I write about myself About everyone and how I feel But there's no point in saying it out loud .,.. Why did you make it so personal? After... After... After finishing the song I think I might stop making more... making more... or at least until tomorrow....
