DevonMiles

Am I so?

Am I so old?
That I can’t
Handle it
Handle the microphone
I’m getting bored
By my own words
By my own chords

I just can’t
Just can’t stand
The way I’ve got
No talent
It’s a shame
After ten years
This lack of
Comfidence

Let’s unbelieve almost everything that’s told
Unbelieve me
Unbelieve them
Let’s unbelieve almost everything that’s told
Turn back the things the way they were when you were young

I know
Know what I need
I need no more
Questioning

It comes and goes
In between
Phases of
Believing

My cold toes
They are weapons
Against your night roars
Against your night roars

[...]

Can’t get more comfident
‘Cause you bring so much to me
Under your influence
I’m learning to be me

à suivre…

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