Tuesday
Like a CD you've never heard of
I want to be thought of as acceptable
Think of me as something new, something worth listening to
Don't download me online, or just get the singles.
I want you to buy me, my hard copy, spend your hard earned money on me,
become my friend because you want to
Desire to hear the tracks that correspond to my life
I want to be played and played again until you finally understand the lyrics
Feel my beat and clap your hands to my positive energy
Or cry along with me to my somber negativity
Cherish me like your favorite artist,
Or just your favorite song
And read my liner notes and appreciate my cover art as you go along
Press play when you want to hear me because I'll always be by your side
Pause when desired because I might get too excited and skip a track or two
Stop me if I make a mistake of if you don't want to hear me anymore
If I get too scratched up, wipe me off and put me back in my case, be the friend that you're supposed to be and tell me it'll be ok
I'm willing to stop spinning from time to time anyway
Treat me like a CD you've never heard before
Think of me as something that'll change what you listen to on the radio
Make sure you read my warning label though:
I am different, and I am my own genre
With a touch of Hip Hop, a dash of Rock and Jazz
No, WAIT! I'm a bit of everything, but don't categorize me as a "subgenre" or an "other"
I have a lot of live instruments and a couple of synths in my later tracks
So I can appeal to most crowds…
Well, that's if you buy me.
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