I'm An Artiste

I've been an artiste, feels like forever

It's fun most of the time

But I can't deny, hmm

One day it's good and it's coming together

The next day, it falls apart

But I have got the heart

Oh, who am I tryna prove it to?

When every line ain't making sense to use

I'm lying here so tired and uninspired

All my music just don't sound the same

Am I over my head?

I know I've felt some things for far too long

But none of these words can put them into songs

I'll face it

Now I'm just stuck writing this

I'm tired of fumbling and going in circles

Am I fighting with fire

While I'm deep in the water? Hmm

When I stayed up late 'til the morning arrives

Can't complete these songs even if I tried

I'm tryna tell the truth

But is it getting through?

Oh, who am I tryna prove it to

When every line ain't making sense? No

I'm lying here so tired and uninspired

Second guessing everything today

I mean, what do I say?

Am I over my head?

Got these doubts, these thoughts that don't belong

But it's like I'm meant to put them into song

I'll face it

But now I'm stuck writing

This might be a huge mistake

But this still has to be said

If it feels right then it's okay

But fuck it, put it up anyway

I think too much, am I enough?

Am I too tough on myself?

Who cares if they rhyme, if the hook's okay?

But fuck it

I'm lying here so tired and uninspired

All my music just don't sound the same

Am I over my head

'Cause I know I felt some things for far too long

But none of these words can put them into songs

I'll face it

Now I'm just stuck writing this