A Harmonica My Bass My Voice and a Crappy Set of Drums

It seems I am a little off Kilter
but it tends to happen
when you become center of
something you don't want to be involved in
so i'm a little off
muddled and confused
you say i'm unconventional
but you don't even really know me do you?
so... swollen and...
misrepresented again
god I hate it when
you try to tell them who i am... so wrong
I will play what I wish
and say what I want
that is my only need
for this music to evolve, and become
more
more is what I want my music to express
more than my self
I don't want a new car
or need a new home
forget fame, I don't want to be one of them
all I want is my music to understand me
take my bass and lay all day in the backseat
play away just to be happy, nothing more
nothing more is what I need
the harmonica has been lost
for as long as my power has been out
but I don't mind, I play my bass
and lose track of time
it's not so lonely with this...
it's not so lonely with it here
cold outside, not bad in the car
this bass never got me far
but it gives me what I need
happiness, expression
no need for greed
it's not so lonely here
it's not so lonely with this...
crack of the asphalt beneath my feet
I took a little stroll down the street
hope to find myself, and understand
wander a seeming foreign land
I try to be good, I try to stay happy
don't think too much and just keep walking
I know nothing of where I am
by the looks of it I am sure I don't want to
my bass is so quiet only I can hear
it's not so lonely with this here
holding it tight I’ll have no fear