Текст песни dying art - Meg Donnelly

They don't make them like they used to
They wonder why they don't stand the test of time
Maybe we're just getting used to
Doing anything to stay inside the lines
You want it so bad, they want it so fast
If it don't happen overnight
Pressure is on, am I doing it wrong?
Saying what's on my mind
Am I forgiving my own?
Hoping you'll have a change of heart
Am I giving my life for a dying art?
For a dying art
Am I crazy for trying
There never was a plan B
Can you blame me for fighting
With the odds stacked against me
Gotta be seen, do as they please
Tell me whose dream is coming true
Going through hell, killing myself
But it means nothing to you
My fault giving my all
Hoping you have a change of heart
Am I giving my life for a dying art
For a dying art
Got everything to lose, does that mean nothing to you?
No matter what I do, I'm just a number to you
Got everything to lose, that's gonna count for something
Gave everything to you, does that mean nothing?
Yeah, my fault, given my all, hoping you'll have a change of heart
Am I giving my life for a dying art?
One shot, blinkin' it's gone, losin' myself to play the part
Am I giving my life for a dying art?
For a dying art
For a dying art