Anyone can do anything that's nothing that is new
In this world we're in
So why can't I impress myself with anything I do
If I win or if I lose
If I lose
This making music thing it is my favorite thing to do
But I force myself to write
And when I'm not here singing it's all that I want to do
Now I'm here and that's not true
No that's not true
I tell you, I never reach, I'm looking back
And all the gold's in the thing that I lack
I cannot see the things I have
I used to feel so
Give me that
Give me something special, satisfaction in the now
I don't want to disagree
Or take away the thought I could be doing something else
And I'd finish so easy
So easily
I tell you, I never reach, I'm looking back
And all the gold's in the thing that I lack
I cannot see the things I have
I used to feel so
Give me that
I need the different, I want a sound
That'll make me stick around
In the present, without change
I need the same
The thingy that I'm searching for is right in front of me
Let these eyes just see