A song that left its mark on me:
So much pressure Why so loud? If you don't like my sound You can turn it down I got a road And I walk it alone Uphill battle I look good when I climb I'm ferocious, precocious I get braggadocious I'm not gonna stop I like the view from the top (yeah) You talk that blah blah, that la la, that rah rah shit And I'm so done, I'm so over it Sometimes I mess up, I fuck up, I hit and miss But I'm OK, I'm cool with it I still fall on my face sometimes And I can't colour inside the lines 'Cause I'm perfectly incomplete I'm still working on my masterpiece And I, I wanna hang with the greats Got a way to go, but it's worth the wait No, you haven't seen the best of me I'm still working on my masterpiece Those who mind don't matter Those who matter, don't mind If you don't catch what I'm throwing Then I'll leave you behind Gone in a flash And I ain't living like that They talk that blah blah, that la la, that rah rah sh*t ...