Legacy to Brave

I will try to write my heart away, let the tears wet these papers babe

Down the hall with the refrigerator's light on my face

I am nowhere near the genius of Taylor but oh how I wish I could be her successor

Such big dreams for a man who uses AI for his songs

But never did this writer's soul regret any of this

I write my truth, the words I never get to say

Bottle it all up, like Krakens pulling the sailors away

Wishing I had a voice, envying Beethoven and Bach

I hear it all now, words from my grave

A legacy to brave

Oh, oh, oh

I will try to write my life in grey, let the colours wash my tears babe

Down the mall with strangers in sight, full of grace

I am nowhere near the genius of Charlie but oh how I wish I could hear the pitches well

Such big dreams for a man who uses AI for his songs

But never did this writer's soul regret any of this

I write my truth, the words I never get to say

Bottle it all up, like Krakens pulling the sailors away

Wishing I had a voice, envying Beethoven and Bach

I hear it all now, words from my grave

A legacy to brave

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Let me write my truth, the words I never get to say

Not fuck it all up, like Kaijus arising from the grave

Wishing I had a voice, envying Mozart and Ed

I hear it all now, words from my grave

A legacy to brave

Ghosts of the past come back to haunt my dreams

Barricades of the millennials that I push with my dainty feelings

All the lyricism I planted on the moon

Just for it to explode and hit me straight in the eye

Let me live it once, twice if all the ears connect the stars

I'll swim with the sharks, from the Atlantic to the Pacific

Oh, oh, oh

Such big dreams for a man who uses AI for his songs

But never did this writer's soul regret any of this

I write my truth, the words I never get to say

Bottle it all up, like Krakens pulling the sailors away

Wishing I had a voice, envying Beethoven and Bach

I hear it all now, words from my grave

A legacy to brave

I write my truth, the words I never get to say

Bottle it all up, like Krakens pulling the sailors away

Wishing I had a voice, envying Beethoven and Bach

I hear it all now, words from my grave

A legacy to brave

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh