Hm Hm Hm Hm

I wake up in the middle of every single night
And walking straighter than all straighter lines
I look for something more to express my mind
I wish creative minds slept at night

I found a lot of hate along the way
I cared a lot about what they had to say
You saw me grow in suffocation
You saw the person I became

So, I take my guitar
I learn a little more
I post what I want
I’m having so much fun
And out of love
I create a song

And it goes like this
Hm hm hm hm
Like
Hm hm hm hm

I go out for a walk every single day
You try to contact me once again
You ask the same questions
You walk out of line
You need to be cruel all the time

You tell me to stop singing
I tell you that I can’t
You tell me to stop living
I tell you that’s the same
You want the world to be nice to you
But you don’t have nothing to give in change

So I take my guitar
I learn a little more
I hate what I post
And I’m not having fun
And out of shame
I create a song

And it goes like
Hm hm hm hm
Like
Hm hm hm hm
Hm hm hm hm hm

And it goes like
Hm hm hm hm
Like
Hm hm hm hm
Hm hm hm hm