More songs by Amber Van Day
Description
A bright streak drawn through one's own storm - not to please, but to escape. The words sound like a manifesto: yes, the tickets have been bought, the bridges have been burned, the sun is beating down, and the truth can no longer be hidden behind excuses. There is no despair in this, but a strange, stubborn freedom - that moment when you stop bending and suddenly start breathing.
The chorus shoots out like a rejection of someone else's script: not to be “just another one,” not to become a copy. A light hook, melancholic audacity - and instead of submission, your own rhythm appears. The music is like it's about people who are tired of pleasing others, who have wiped the mask off their faces and left only honesty: “I don't want to be anything, anything like you.”
Authors: Amber Van Day, Aaron Chaffin
Ian Walsh, Trent Dabs
Producers: Aaron Chaffin and Ian Walsh
Mixing: Aaron Chaffin
Mastering: John Greenham
Lyrics and translation
Original
Drew a silver line.
I bought the ticket then I paid the price.
Don't look so surprised. I tried everything just to whet your appetite.
Yeah, I drove myself to the edge of the Earth.
Then I talked myself out of making it worse. Watched the sun beat down on the bridges I burned.
And if we're being honest, then the truth's gonna hurt.
Why would I wanna be another wannabe?
No, I don't wanna be anything, anything like you. You don't get to see another novelty.
No, I don't wanna be anything, anything like you.
Yeah, yeah, oh. It's hard enough to please myself, let alone anybody else.
I couldn't stomach being stuck on the inside.
I killed that part of me that cares if you're not following. 'Cause everyone's too hard to please, can't make up their minds. 'Cause
I'm tired, I'm tired of trying.
Why would I wanna be another wannabe? No, I don't wanna be anything, anything like you.
You don't get to see another novelty. No, I don't wanna be anything, anything like you.
Yeah, yeah, oh.
Yeah, yeah, oh.
Yeah, yeah, oh.
Yeah, yeah, oh. Why would I wanna be another wannabe?
No, I don't wanna be anything, anything like you. You don't get to see another novelty.
No, I don't wanna be anything, anything like you.
Yeah, yeah, oh.
Yeah, yeah, oh. Yeah, yeah, oh.
Yeah, yeah, oh.