(NON-PROFIT SONG) Track 13
Major Credits:
Instrumental Producer: Madatracker
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Song Description:
This song was a very on and off song when it came to whether or not to include it on the final track listing. In fear that “Cherry Picked” wouldn’t be able to be completed in time, this song was intended to serve as the album opener. But ultimately it became the closing song because both “Cherry Picked” was completed, and along with the fact this song fit more better as the album closer. This song I wrote about stereotypes because I felt like every decade has its trends. And although trends have always been a thing, it often can make someone feel out of place or outside the guidelines when it comes to fitting in. In contrast to “Cherry Picked” which also addresses a similar theme, this song tells the opposite as it is more uplifting and tells it’s listeners it’s ok not to fit into the format and encourages them to not be ashamed of their flaws. I wanted people to know that people like me are not perfect, and it’s totally ok, we just need to try being as much of our true selves as we can so we can ditch the facade and feel more happier in our own skins and not let these stereotypes, expectations or “guidelines” bring us down. That was the point I was trying to make in this song so I hope you like it.
Lyrics:
Verse:
I used to think I had no place
A humanoid without a face
I felt ashamed of all my flaws
And I could only see the horror
Chorus:
I might not be the ideal image
Well who cares what they say, I have limits
Tried to keep me bound
You will hear my sound
Won’t stay in the ground
I’m breaking these walls down
Verse:
Made me believe I was so odd
An alien among the squad
Chorus:
I might not be the ideal image
Well who cares what they say, I have limits
Tried to keep me bound
You will hear my sound
Won’t stay in the ground
I’m breaking these walls...
Bridge:
I might not be a picture perfect
But that don’t mean I’m totally worthless
How long has this existed?
These gears need to become shifted
What a crime that’s been committed
News that will never be printed
What is this that’s been depicted
It’s just twisted
I insist it
...a humanoid without a face
Chorus:
I might not be the ideal image
Well who cares what they say, I have limits
Tried to make me drown
Made me turn around
“That is not allowed”
I’m breaking these walls
Tried to keep me bound
You will hear my sound
Won’t stay in the ground
I’m breaking these walls down
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