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2019 has been a nonstop existential crisis for me so i wrote a song about it. it’s also a goodbye to 17 yr old emily!!
the original goal was to post this song right before my birthday (may 9th) but i really wasn’t happy with it because i rushed tf outta making it. now enough time has gone by that i just don’t give a damn anymore.
oh and lastly,
the whistling at the end is headass on puRpOse.
thanks byeeeeee.
Lyrics:
what’s a friday night if i’m not alone?
just me and a microphone, some thoughts that i own.
there’s pressure to conform, follow the steps that supposedly make you grown.
here i am, missing another milestone.
age seventeen,
not much of a dancing queen,
high school isn’t something i’ve done gracefully.
but moving on from it is what i dread.
the closer i get means i’m close to the end of things being decided for me.
am i really living?
is life passing me by?
too much time reminiscing
do i turn a blind eye to the fact that i’m absent?
what am i giving?
am i really living?
or do i just survive?
feel way past my time,
but also far behind.
immature yet wise,
it’s a compromise.
always sympathizing, never empathizing.
my life is divided,
don’t know what to do, don’t know what to prove,
i’m indecisive.
only seventeen,
like a cliche in a movie scene,
my dreams likely won’t be a reality.
i have no guarantee and
adolescence was my security.
am i really living?
if life passing me by?
oh, reminiscing
do i turn a blind eye to the fact that i’m absent?
what am i giving?
am i really living?
or do i just survive?
** full credit goes to Pacific for producing the instrumental