Mediocre

I'm gonna die someday
So I want to give you every little part of me
That I can before my spirit leaves this body
And that might sound self centered but it's honest
So when they find me dead in my apartment
I'm hoping that you will not be alarmed and
As long as I got to make films and songs then
It was worth all of the other nonsense

Let's make something great. Let's make something

All for the love of content
Or was it cause I'm never content
Was it the place my little mind went
All those nights when my parents were arguing
So I picked up my guitar again
While mom and dad were throwing shit at walls again
But that's a whole different fucking argument
Get it?

Let's make something great. Just make something

Sometimes I feel so mediocre
I wish my life was fucking over
Other times I'm trapped inside my ego
Looking down on other people
Then sometimes I lack the motivation
To get up or even change the station
But then I find myself creating
And I realize everything will be okay

Make something great. Just make something