Something I wrote specifically about my experience during the process of recording for the first time during this project.
What would you think if I were to sink
Into my own skin I slink
Scared of my voice I don’t have a choice
Try to get over and think
My sound is important I can’t try to force it
It’s me from my head to my feet
Under a rush just ain’t enough
Love of my lyrics just leave
Then it’s just clear I feel my own fear
Hands clam up and I stop
Scared of my thoughts eyes there to watch
Even if I know that they’re not