I think this song is about AJ going through just a really crappy time in which everything was just completely screwed up and he was blaming it on himself ("blame the ones that I loved for all the shit that I carried when I was never enough"), but then somewhere along the line he realized it was the world around him that was the problem ("my heart isn't breaking down; it's my world"). And then all the sudden he's just sorta sick of the world, and he's trying to find some sort of escape for even just a moment ("The world was getting louder. I found myself on edge...""I found a cut somewhere where we could all stay."). And then the obvious dawns upon him- music and art is the escape he's been looking for, the escape everyone else is looking for ("I helped make the art that hangs on your walls and plays in your heart; it stays in your arms. You're not a machine, I'm sure of that. You're every bit like me.") And it doesn't matter what anyone says about it now, because since he has that bit of escape (even though he's sometimes criticized for it)("I'll sell myself or not, like I really give a fuck I'm just an artist on a shelf.") I don't have much to go on, but it makes sense enough to me.
I think this song is about AJ going through just a really crappy time in which everything was just completely screwed up and he was blaming it on himself ("blame the ones that I loved for all the shit that I carried when I was never enough"), but then somewhere along the line he realized it was the world around him that was the problem ("my heart isn't breaking down; it's my world"). And then all the sudden he's just sorta sick of the world, and he's trying to find some sort of escape for even just a moment ("The world was getting louder. I found myself on edge...""I found a cut somewhere where we could all stay."). And then the obvious dawns upon him- music and art is the escape he's been looking for, the escape everyone else is looking for ("I helped make the art that hangs on your walls and plays in your heart; it stays in your arms. You're not a machine, I'm sure of that. You're every bit like me.") And it doesn't matter what anyone says about it now, because since he has that bit of escape (even though he's sometimes criticized for it)("I'll sell myself or not, like I really give a fuck I'm just an artist on a shelf.") I don't have much to go on, but it makes sense enough to me.