The Mind That Sits Inside Of Mine

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This week I felt musically inspired again.

So I wrote a song.

This is the first song I've constructed that is longer than a minute.

If my jam isn't your jam, no hard feelings.

I'm doing what feels right to me.

Enjoy and please leave some feedback :)

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The Mind That Sits Inside Of Mine

This is how my story goes

This is how my story goes

I already feel like it’s tattered and told

This is how my story goes

What do I do when the bully is me?

If I had to give her a name, she’d be called anxiety

I could shout help me from the rooftops and no one would hear me

It’s like they fear me

I can’t comprehend the mind that sits inside of mine

But they expect me to have this mess figured out so I can function properly in society

Round and round on this carousel I go

Will I ever stop spinning? Who knows

Will I ever stop spinning? Who knows

It’s like an infinity symbol for insanity

Beautiful days to me are the days where my mind sees clear skies and butterflies

And the clouds part ways and allow me to think clearly

Everyone acts like its all smiles and likes until the door shuts and they’re screaming into their pillow why?

Don't you like what you see?

It took you 3 hours to get ready

You bought that outfit because it was trending and your friends said it was slimming

Don't you like what you see?

Do I like what I see?

Trying on different personalities because it's 2018 and you have the opinion to be anyone you wanna be

If you wanna pretend to be

But what's the point of pretending

Whats the point of existing if you don’t feel free

Shackled by likes and a tiny fucking iPhone screen

Highlight reels playing on repeat

I just wanna be me

I just wanna be me

Don't you like what you see?

I just wanna be me


Link to the beat that I used.

The Mind That Sits Inside Of Mine | Ecency