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Album: Track 4 on Silence
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I guess I'm out of ideas How can it be I've got nothing to say I used to think I was good I used to say this came naturally But now there's nothing, no words, no wisdom Not even nothing about the life that I once lived This is were hours go by This piece of paper makes me feel sick I slowly start to confess I never got it, I'm just a mess I'm not ironic, I'm not sarcastic I'm not poetic nor am I good with words What's left to say? Oh, nothing to say, how cruel Who do you think you fool? You'll never get it right This is a tragic fight Can't you see? This is not what you are meant to be I start adjusting my chair I'm getting ready to write about love That was a desperate attempt My brain is blank and I stare at the wall I'm not dramatic, I'm not romantic I've got no talent, nor am I good with rhymes Come on, give up! Oh, nothing to say... (Thanks to Tukler for these lyrics)
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