I hate writing %#@!, 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 %#@!, 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 %#@!
Ain't looking foward to it
What's $#&@ed 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!!!