you're not a real musician
演唱:Vylet Pony作词 : Zelda Trixie Lulamoon
作曲 : Zelda Trixie Lulamoon
Let's take it from the top
Keep your chin up!
You'll never be good enough
Till I see what I want
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
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
Step in time
To my voice
You'll be made into a proper
Artist
Does it make you mad when I sound like this?
I get to make the puzzle pieces
Shut your stupid ****ing mouth
Let me do the talking
Too tired to hear you out
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-
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
作曲 : Zelda Trixie Lulamoon
Let's take it from the top
Keep your chin up!
You'll never be good enough
Till I see what I want
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
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
Step in time
To my voice
You'll be made into a proper
Artist
Does it make you mad when I sound like this?
I get to make the puzzle pieces
Shut your stupid ****ing mouth
Let me do the talking
Too tired to hear you out
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-
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