I don't see an identical reflection
What I see don't match your perception
And the inconsistencies between you and me
at first struck me unkindly
Each day is a task
Time goes by now I look back
I know the tape was far too scratched
Now I look back and laugh
I was made to create
You were made to create
I was made to create
Pile of ashes our idea of fate
Burn it to the ground
You won't find yourself in a lost and found
Beat your drum sing your sound
Palm of your hands
what'll you do now
I can't slip up can't rise to the top
Haven't I judged myself enough
Just let myself be happy with me
Trust in myself and my ability
Tape no longer too scratched to play
This kinda feels like one big game
Choose your player you have a say
It's up to you at the end of the day
I was made to create
You were made to create
I was made to create
Pile of ashes our idea of fate
Burn it to the ground
You won't find yourself in a lost and found
Beat your drum sing your sound
Palm of your hands
what'll you do now
Ooooohhhh
Create your world
Close your eyes and picture
everything you strive to live for
What do I strive to live for
Love this mind
Unique to any of its kind
of its kind
These damn expectations
shouldn't shape a mind built for creation
This mind built for creation