A.N. Writing music never has to be a personal experience. You can always write music through a character you have created or through someone else's experience. One song alone could also tell the story of more than one person. Writing music is writing a story. They can either be non-fictional or fictional. It is up to you to guess which one it is.
Picture perfect girl crying all alone/
Take more medicine, go and get your dose/
They won't stop blowing up my phone/
But I'll never answer/They all believe that they know me/
They form me to be who they need me to be/
"She is just so happy" but what can they see/
They think they are necromancers/(Pre:) And I/
Break my spine/
For the finish line/(Chr:) I crave attention/
But nothing compares to you/
I crave depression/
But nothing can get me through/
I despise all the guys that can break my heart/
And I love the lies that tear me apart/
It's my confession//The reflection is a blur/
I think I need a cure/
But you are immature/
And that's the price I pay/I got blues/
Trying to get over you/
My soul breaks in two/
I need to get away/(Pre2:) So I/
I lock myself away/
Every day/(Chr2:) I hate attention/
But nothing compares to you/
I hate connection/
I pushed you away. Oh what did I do?/
I disguise all the lies when I say I'm okay/
I'll win a prize if my eyes convey what I say/
It's my confession//Tell me I won't die/
Tell me I won't cry/Tell me you love me/
Tell me it's alright/You say we can't lose/
You say that I'm blue/
You say you don't see/
You say that we're through/
I know I'm not right/
I know that I fight/
I know that I'm me/
I know that I'm fine/(Pre3:) So I/
Hold my head up high/
And say goodbye/(Chr3:) That's my intention/
But nothing compares to being free/
That's my obsession/
But nothing compares to being me/
She apologized to I because the mirror's all I see/
I vocalize as I realize that I got what I need/
It's my confession//Convey what you want/
Hiding the thoughts/
But never be something you're not///