I hate writing s***, it is so stupid
What's my problem today?
Maybe I'm depressed,
Maybe I'm not listening to what comes out my pen
Pain.. Pain.. Pain..
I hate writing s***, it is so stupid
Why do I feel this way?
It is in my eye
I'm in way too far
Can't it won't go away
Pain.. Pain.. Pain..
Before long my song is dying!.
I hate writing s***t
Ain't looking foward to it
What's f***d up, today?
Writing all this time
Feeling all that's mine
Come right out my pen
Pain.. Pain.. Pain..
Before long my song is dying!.
Tell me now, I want to know
Is it me inside you see?
Ahh, it isn't fair
I got a little son inside me.. free..
Set me free
It just sets me free
It just sets me free.
Before long my song is dying!.
That;s why I died, this lie, I try!!!