Give me a genre. Give me a voice. Give me a feeling. Give me a choice. I missed the note I kept the take Hated the first one Tried it again Four chords on a cheap machine One good line buried in fifteen I almost threw the whole thing out Then found the part I couldn't live without Make it better. Make it mine. One more version. One more time. You gave me everything So I made nothing You gave me every choice So I chose nothing I wanted perfect You made it painless I wanted everything Now tell me what my name is Make it darker Make it bigger Change the voice Change the key One more version Just to see Make it sound like me. Like me? Of course. Then why doesn't it? Everything. Everything. Everything. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing stopping me. Nothing making me move. You gave me everything So I made nothing You gave me every choice So I chose nothing I wanted perfect You made it painless I wanted everything I never left the room One voice. One sound. One choice. That's mine.
