My Music Sucks Lyrics

My music sucks, nobody wants to listen to it

My music sucks, sounds like pure concentrated shit

My music sucks, poorly produced and horridly mixed

My music sucks, extremely basic and poorly written

But I don't care, does it matter what you all have to say?

Yes I don't care, all I need is this small chance to create.

I don't care, does it matter who I'm gonna alienate?

I don't care, don't think creating bad art is such a crime anyway.

My music is so bad, it would make Nickelback laugh

My music is so bad, I could be a fourth member of the Shaggs

My music is so bad, It's why I'm disowned by my mom and my dad

My music is so bad, it thinks it so much better by knowing it's bad

(But it's not)

But I don't care,

I don't need any critical acclaim

But I don't care,

I acknowledge I created these flames

I don't care

Gonna tie myself to this burning stake

I don't care,

While having a big old grin on my face

But sometimes, I wish my music was good

Maybe someday, it will finally be understood,

But it won't, cause I'm just playing to an arena of me

At least they keep me company

I don't know,

How else to express myself

I don't know

Any other way to get out of this self-imposed cell

I can't help

If what I make is super lame or cringe

But at least I have

Something that keeps me living