​you’re not a real musician

Let’s take it from top
Keep your chin up!
You’ll never be good enough
Till I see what I want

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Every move I make is scrutinized
And when I sleep I feel their eyes on me
Spare no comfort for the comfortable
I think I wanna piss you off

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You won’t like it when I raise my voice
(So won’t you dance for me?)
You owe me all I want
(It’s not a fallacy!)

Do it the way I say
(I’m just trying to help)
Cuz you’re not a real musician

To me

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Step in time
To my voice
You’ll be made into a proper
Artist

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Does it make you mad when I sound like this?
I get to makе the puzzle piecеs
Shut your stupid fucking mouth
Let me do the talking
I’m too tired to hear you out

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You won’t like it when I raise my voice
(So won’t you dance for me?)
You owe me all I want
(It’s not a fallacy!)

Do it the way I say
(I’m just trying to help)
Cuz you’re not a—

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Why can’t I do the things that I wanna do?
Is it not enough to create?
What gives you the right to shut me down like that?
(“Cuz you’re not a real musician”)

No dusty books could tell me otherwise
Should every song sell its soul to the cavilers?
Am I not enough? I’ve been trying so hard
(“Cuz you’re not a real musician”)

To me