I'm Happy Just Because I Found Out

I've Given Up Trying To Understand What People Think About Me.

If I Could Act Like This Was My Real Life, And Not Some Cage Where I've Been Placed, Well Then, I Could Tell You The Truth Like I Used To And Not Be Afraid Of Sounding Fake.

It's Not A Movie, No Private Screening This Method Acting, Well, I Call That Living

Let The Poets Cry Themselves To Sleep, And All Their Tearful Words Will Turn Back Into Steam.

I've Never Conceptualized Much Of What I Write About. Maybe, Once I'm Onto Something, I'll Conceptualize A Finished Record. I Want The Songs To Tie Together And Make Sense Together. I'm Not Like, "oh, I Want To Explore This Idea." That's Just Not How The Creative Process Works For Me. It's More Like Something Strikes Me, Or Finds Me, And Then I Wrestle With It After That. I Don't Sit Back In My Armchair, Like, "what Kind Of Philosophy Can I Explore Today?"