Nobody

I've been making music for 15 years. But all has falling down upon deaf ears. I've made 10 albums, 120 songs 200 tracks, over 500 poems. All that material, I kept it on the lock. Cause nothing that I made was ever good enough. But I kept hoping someone would notice me. Cause I felt quite tired of being a… Nobody. Didn't want to be nobody. Didn't want to be nobody. Didn't want to be nobody. Never been the one, to try to reach for fame. I kind of liked the fact that no one knew my name. But along the road, my ambition change, When record labels liked, the music that I made. I got starstruck, and scared out of my mind. What does it even entail to finally be signed? Now the pressure's on, should I sign the sheet? Or stay right here and continue to be a… Nobody. Do I wanna be nobody? Do I wanna be nobody? Do I wanna be nobody? I thought about it and I had to admit it; I wanted a deal, got it and couldn't deal with it. Wanna be in control, of what I sing about, And not conform to ways, that other singers might. Thats when I realized, that all I wanna do, Is make the kind of music I wanna listen to. So here I am today, this is my therapy. Who knew such bliss could come from being a… Nobody. I just wanna be nobody. I just wanna be nobody. I just wanna be nobody.