Complicated Feelings: A Reflection on Identity and Intentions

Trading box one for water, I’m nothing like Jesus I’m just trying to cope with complicated feelings And I might fall off if you give me a reason I think I’d die if you stole me, you’re leaving I know I’ll never be the one deceiving anybody else Cause I know we’re all human, but I just can’t help feeling like my name’s Truman Cause everyone’s watching, just cause I make music And I never wanted this type of attention I don’t really mind it, it’s not I should mention it I’m just a person, still learning lessons And every move I make just feels like I’m guessing And I never saw it as a competition I just wanted to fulfill all of my visions And try to ignore all of my superstitions I’m more up than ever, don’t feel like I’m winning Got a million friends who don’t feel like I’m getting I move with good intentions, but still feel like a villain