Truman Show / One Human Army

Rejecting and avoiding your emotions moves you backwards Instead Battling your emotions with acceptance comes recovery Bear God forbid Another white kid Spitting over black slate bars Been a project full of sad tracks Can we have some fun You're almost turning 25 man Go and get a job Was like yeah okay maybe How about maybe not A Logic or a Mac Not a G or an Ash No Machine Gun Kelly Bringing punk rock back Not an Em or an EL-P A Hoodie or a Jack More a Zach of all trades Flipping Chi house tracks Throw it up on Soundcloud Gather feedback From a bunch of fake fans spamming Listen to my track Man I'm not here to brag Truth I'm broken in fact I've got a hard drive packed Full of sad boy raps Too bad you've never heard them Pretty sure you never will Cause success today depends On how the algorithm feels Never cared for a deal Stick around Chock your wheels Grab a seat for my court of appeals like Rejecting and avoiding your emotions moves you backwards Instead Battling your emotions with acceptance comes recovery I'm getting tired of the content Getting tired of the rules Getting tired of every person Trying to tell me what to do Getting tired of spamming links Getting tired of racking follows Tired of craving your attention Over likes that leave me hollow Cause I'm upper class spoiled Eat my eggs hard boiled All my life plans foiled When their first date coiled So my romance soiled Prayed hard, no roil Now it's me and the music Only things I toil I resort to a studio Spend all of my days alone Wait for me to make a song That garners up the plays I want Turning over every stone Break my back and every bone Just to show I really want it bad And hate to raise my tone Got a week's worth of food Packed in a mini-fridge A quarter grand in checking That I'll forward straight to rent Taking two years off Fall behind all of my friends Still I'd rather die than Work as means to end Cause Rejecting and avoiding your emotions moves you backwards Instead Battling your emotions with acceptance comes recovery I had everything I wanted At the age of nineteen A girl who loved me back Killer friends and all my dreams Asking where'd it all go Like, I feel nothing anymore I spend all my waking hours Drafting what is next to post It's like Why don't I just turn my life Into the Truman Show Is this what being a musician is Someone let me know I'm not sure what the appeal is Living life inside a phone The irony is now it's commonplace For everyone I know Yo, turn my headphones up Just kidding, it's only me Hi my name is Zach And you've been listening to Bear I am the author of the music Playing into your ears I thought I'd break the 4th wall And ask you if you're still there? Honestly, most of the time I'm not So I just want to check in Yeah Am I on in the background Are you making a soup Are you working a nine to five Or driving home from the zoo Have you played it on shuffle Do you like to hit skip I did this whole thing myself My bad if it sounds like shhh I wanted to make a point I have a challenge for you Don't wanna come off as brash Just wanna show you my view To help you see what I'm doing I'll make it Deja Blue Nobody's done it this way Except for Donald and Lud You see Tolkien built worlds That's all that I wanna do God sent me here to create Connect each other with clues If you can't follow the story They'll be a recap soon It's gonna leave you hoodwinked Over the words that I choose Cause I'm a one human army You can't send me to my room With twenty minutes alone I'll tell you what I would do Record a full length album And write my own songs too Direct the music videos Like Bo Inside number two Drums, guitar, piano, vocals, synths And bass, design the raps Mix and master, edit shows Without a feature or some help I mean what more can I say To help you all understand That when it comes to the music I am the Stanley Kubrick Cause everything that you've heard Framed with the utmost intent If you ain't heard of it yet It's called a concept album It'll take patience and listens Until it finally clicks No instant gratification I know we're not used to it In a world built on playlists And shorter video clips Yeah, all I ask of you is that You come to give me a chance A single undisturbed hour It took me 10k to write it Where you just tune out the noise And really listen to this In The Wee Small Hours Now it's 2022 Seven zero years passed Hope Frank still feels like I do But there's no covers or remakes To be found in this collection More like a Little Deuce Coupe I'm on the Beach Boys level This is my opening opus Another Lonely Heartbreak Except it's better than Pepper's The Sergeants songs weren't in sync Shouldn't come off as a Thriller I'm Raising Hell with my ink The Dark Side Of my Moon In Rainbows That's how I think Hope you can too Woo