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tylor carl - detroit st. lyrics

[verse 1]
there’s many people who can write a one-hit wonder
but not so many can write one after another
well me, i prefer to just write until i suffer
and if no one liked it then i’ll just write some others
like a portrait, this music, only one in the picture
there’s no consequence when there’s no music publisher
with two hands, one back, i scratch my own itches
f-ck the genie and it’s bottle
i’ll grant my own wishes

[verse 2]
there’s many people who can string some words together
put some music behind it, add some lyrics that seem clever
well me i just do this for the tainment that it enters
if you rearrange my past you’ll find i’m not much better
but this music it helps me to forget that i feel tired
it’s mostly for me, i do not need to be admired
but i’m human, of course, i have certain desires
hope you like what i wrote
guess that makes me a liar

[verse 3]
an old gray recorder sets and blends in with my desk
it says boss on it but i’m the one who makes decisions
eight tracks limit the amount of input i can give
ugly fluorescent lights make me feel like i know what i am doing
with cables all over the floor
they make my room an awful mess
a microphone stands for charity, it collects dust
except when it rests upon my chin
electric guitar that still needs to be fixed
an acoustic guitar that has got more scars than me
dark headphones that’ll make my head sore
well they barely fit my head ’cause my head’s kind of small
one size, you know it doesn’t always fit all
but they cover up my bald spot, my future bald spot
ukulele in a blue frame
but i don’t know how to play some chords yet
an old red synthesizer that we got off of craigslist
the room is dark ’cause the shades are down
but this wood floor will be somebody else’s soon
and i wish her the best
i write like chicken scratch
so i’m the only one that knows what comes from this head
guitar hangers, they hold my hopes and dreams
but i’m kind of short so i never reach them it seems
a lonely monitor with a used cord
waits for computer software that i will never get
i seem negative
but i don’t think that i would do any better with more than this

- tylor carl lyrics

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