Timeless comes to mind. When you listen to it, you can't tell what year the thing was made. And you don't even care.

I'll experience vulnerability when I just don't have any more to give.

If i were to lose my memories, I would rely on music. There is so much of my story embedded in each.

Well, it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write And kind of turn themselves into knives And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction 'Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions, dear 'Cause here we are, here we are Although you were biased, I love your advice Your comebacks they're quick and probably Have to do with your insecurities There's no shame in being crazy depending on how you take these Words they're paraphrasing this relationship we're staging And it's a beautiful mess, yes, it is It's like we're picking up trash in dresses

I discovered at 18 that singing and songwriting was my strength. I decided that it was closest to my heart and if I pursued it then there would be no competition. I would just live my life being myself and living my dream.

Timeless comes to mind. When you listen to it, you can't tell what year the thing was made. And you don't even care.

Hold your own. Know your name. And go your own way. And everything will be fine.