I hate writing shit, it is so stupid
What's my problem today?
Maybe I'm depressed,
Maybe I'm helpless to what comes out of my hand
Pain . . . Pain . . . Pain . . . Pain
I hate writing shit, it is so stupid
Why do I feel this way?
Feelings in my heart
I'm in way too far
Can't it, won't it go away
Pain . . . Pain . . . Pain . . . Pain
Before long my song is dying
Before long my song is dying
I hate writing shit
Ain't looking forward to it
What's fucked up, today?
Writing all this time
Feeling all that's mine
Come right out of my hand
Pain . . . Pain . . . Pain . . . Pain
Before long my song is dying
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 gotta let this song inside me . . . free . . .
Set me free
It just set me free
It just set me free
Before long my song is dying
That's why I died, this lie, I try