HearMe

I saw the people driving home
The other night after my show
No one gave talent to the songs I wrote
Besides in my cousin's home

They understood the metaphors
And they got hyped from that major chord
But foolishly lost inside my head
I felt like I was somehow dead

But deep down inside my head
I knew that I didn't even need a bed
And my headaches, they came from that
You know that you can't kill what's already dead
Cause its soul is gone

I saw the people driving home
They didn't like my vocal tone
Or maybe it could be my clothes
I know I'm just too shy for those

My cousin told me I did well but
I know that people couldn't tell that
I don't rhyme in vain I numb all the pain
My songs make me feel alive

Cause I don't care if pretty people
Judge me on the outside
Cause if I got a pen and a guitar
I know I won't cry

But deep down inside my head
I knew that I didn't even need a bed
And my headaches, they came from that
You know that you can't kill what's already dead
Cause its soul is gone



Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Tavares
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