Story Behind The Song
I was frustrated with hearing so many times, the word unmarketable. I believe that anywhere you can carry your craft as a musician you can make money. The industry would cease to exist without the artists creating it.
Song Description
This song is written with serious frustration. Being told that you're unmarketable by the record industry and trying to prove yourself with the craft that you make. This belief that the record industry creates an artist is just not true. The artist creates the record industry.
| Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative, Folk - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Irritated, Restless |
Subject |
Conformity, Frustration |
| Similar Artists |
Sarah Mclachlan, Norah Jones |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
I'm tripping downstairs cause I feel the music coming. To hear a laugh from you makes me feel like I am flowing. I've placed a belief in myself that I've left behind quite quickly. If you can't market me then I see you'll see the end of me.
Chorus: The end of me is the enemy. Yeah the enemy is gonna be the end of me.
Cause I'm crossing a road now and I feel my feet start to wander. And all that I've learned now, seems to be to much to squander. I've place a belief in myself that I left behind quite quickly. If you can't market me then I see you'll see the end of me.
Chorus: The end of me is the enemy. Yeah the enemy is gonna be the end of me.
Cause I'm crossing a road now and I feel my feet start to wander. And all that I've learned now, seems to be to much to squander. I've place a belief in myself that I left behind quite quickly. If you can't market me then I see you'll see the end of me.
Chorus: The end of me is the enemy. Yeah the enemy is gonna be the end of me.