“hi. i’m can opener. some ponies call me trout. some ponies call me the fish whisperer. but most call me canni. you can call me whatever selection of my nicknames you’re most comfortable with.
suppose not every creature understands me haha. i moved to yakyakistan a year ago, now. it took me a while to find myself, but i think i finally did.
so. i’ll tell you everything.”
Let’s take it from top
Keep your chin up!
You’ll never be good enough
Till I see what I want
Every move I make is scrutinized
And when I sleep I feel their eyes on me
Spare no comfort for the comfortable
I think I wanna piss you off
You won’t like it when I raise my voice
(So won’t you dance for me?)
You owe me all I want
(It’s not a fallacy!)
Do it the way I say
(I’m just trying to help)
Cuz you’re not a real musician
To me
Step in time
To my voice
You’ll be made into a proper
Artist
Does it make you mad when I sound like this?
I get to make the puzzle pieces
Shut your stupid fucking mouth
Let me do the talking
I’m too tired to hear you out
You won’t like it when I raise my voice
(So won’t you dance for me?)
You owe me all I want
(It’s not a fallacy!)
Do it the way I say
(I’m just trying to help)
Cuz you’re not a—
Why can’t I do the things that I wanna do?
Is it not enough to create?
What gives you the right to shut me down like that?
(“Cuz you’re not a real musician”)
No dusty books could tell me otherwise
Should every song sell its soul to the cavilers?
Am I not enough? I’ve been trying so hard
(“Cuz you’re not a real musician”)
To me
“so there i was at Angelfish Harbour, my new home. i thought it would be everything i needed to make music. it’s quiet, secluded, a few kilometers out from the nearest settlement of Clover Village. bwagahahaha it was supposed to be perfect. but i guess when things settled and i had to get back to work, it felt even lonelier than before. you get that huh? being all alone in one place for so long. even when you think it’s what you need, it’s kind of intimidating. i know you know that feeling vbncmdfghjk…
for the longest time i felt paranoid of everyone around me. i was the only pony in a yak’s world for the longest time. everyone smiled and greeted me cordially whenever i visited Clover, but it always felt like they were judging me.
maybe small town just wasn’t right for canni!!!!! i mean that’s what i was thinking at the time anyway..”
Angelfish
You’re such a bitch
You smile and wave
Till you dig yourself a 6 foot ditch
Oh Angelfish
Won’t you make a wish, my dear
There’s a shooting star out tonight
And I just can’t wait to get away from here
And I don’t know what I’m doing
What I’m doing here
Can’t light a fire in the cold anymore
Thought I’d be more shaken by my greatest fear
Angelfish
You’re such a bitch
You smile and wave
Till you dig yourself a 6 foot ditch
Oh Angelfish
Won’t you make a wish, my dear
There’s a shooting star out tonight
And I just can’t wait to get away from here
All I feel is the numbness
Maybe they’ve been right all along
Is it my greatest failure?
That I could write a better song?
“i don’t know who they could’ve been talking about. ‘some annoying pony’ they said. i can’t help but eavesdrop you know? it’s hard, i know i probably wasn’t supposed to hear all that. but at the time i was pretty certain i was the only pony that could’ve been in the village. so i went home aghhh i was like thinking i could just remove myself and nobody would care anymore. but i guess when you do that people get more concerned.
hearing gossip is weird. so much gets lost when things travel from one person to another. i feel like you should just talk to people. but thats hard too. i dont really talk to people. maybe thats my problem.
they were talking about princess twilight, anyway. i bet you even knew about that. how could i have internalized they were talking about her, she doesnt even live in yakyakistan??”
I feel so stupid
I feel so dumb
I feel so stupid
I feel so…
I feel so stupid
I feel so dumb
I feel so stupid
I feel so…
I feel so stupid
I feel so dumb
I feel so stupid
I feel so…
I think my heart is a weapon
Yeah my mind’s pulling all of the strings
But did you hear what she said?
All of those terrible things?
Did you hear what she said, she said?
Couldn’t stand to hear anymore
I just know that it’s all about me
Hurry your cries right off the shore
Have I been losing my touch?
Is it the way that I talk?
Can’t remember
What I did
Wish that you could tell me
But I don’t really wanna know
Telephone, telephone wires
Have we been breaking up?
I feel so fucking stupid
I feel so fucking dumb
Tear up the invitation
Stifle this baited breath
Longing for some indifference
So grows this loneliness
Telephone, pass it down
You know it’s hopeless
Sticks and stones are broken
Still fighting the currents
Have I been losing my touch?
Is it the way that I talk?
Can’t remember
What I did
Wish that you could tell me
But I don’t really wanna know
Telephone, telephone wires
Have we been breaking up?
I feel so fucking stupid
I feel so fucking dumb