ramble
writer's block.
writer's block.
oh why
oh why
oh why
i say thrice
did i have to get
writer's block.
i hate writer's block.
i hate it.
i feel constricted.
i got to get those juices flowing.
i got to let my mouth take hold
and spew out non-sense.
goddamn.
i hate writer's blocks.
i hate em'.
i hate em'.
i hate em'.
this awkward kid has too much on his mind.
to even think of what to write about.
ain't got nothin' but what if's and how come's,
on this brain of mine.
lord how i hate writer's blocks.
but sometimes.
you just gotta go with it.
and hope that what you ramble on about.
sort of bypasses the road block.
course'
it'll never make me hate writer's blocks
any less.
maybe i'll go in a different direction
give things a new spin.
shine shit with a different light.
i got this dilemma.
another fucked up love triangle.
but this time
the ring master is me.
so i got this girl i like
who thinks i like this other girl
when i really don't like this other girl
and as a matter of factly
i like her.
i wish i were a lot smoother then how i really am.
i'm just a goddamn awkward kid.
the hell should i know how to make a move on a girl.
but my day will come.
friday as a matter of fact.
cause lord knows keeping feelings to yourself is unhealthy
and unnatural
so i think i'll make it known to her.
that yeah.
i like the hell outta ya
and you should stick around for a while
cause i dig your company.
i hate writer's blocks.
hate em'.
but i think you knew this already.
but.
i also think this girl shoulda known how i feel.
life's a sticky game that leaves a mess
wherever life has taken place.
that residue
stinks an area to high heaven.
but if things go how i want them to go
i'll welcome it with open arms.
you know
i never thought a person should be alone
so why should i have to exclude myself
from my own ideal?
writer's block.
oh why
oh why
oh why
i say thrice
did i have to get
writer's block.
i hate writer's block.
i hate it.
i feel constricted.
i got to get those juices flowing.
i got to let my mouth take hold
and spew out non-sense.
goddamn.
i hate writer's blocks.
i hate em'.
i hate em'.
i hate em'.
this awkward kid has too much on his mind.
to even think of what to write about.
ain't got nothin' but what if's and how come's,
on this brain of mine.
lord how i hate writer's blocks.
but sometimes.
you just gotta go with it.
and hope that what you ramble on about.
sort of bypasses the road block.
course'
it'll never make me hate writer's blocks
any less.
maybe i'll go in a different direction
give things a new spin.
shine shit with a different light.
i got this dilemma.
another fucked up love triangle.
but this time
the ring master is me.
so i got this girl i like
who thinks i like this other girl
when i really don't like this other girl
and as a matter of factly
i like her.
i wish i were a lot smoother then how i really am.
i'm just a goddamn awkward kid.
the hell should i know how to make a move on a girl.
but my day will come.
friday as a matter of fact.
cause lord knows keeping feelings to yourself is unhealthy
and unnatural
so i think i'll make it known to her.
that yeah.
i like the hell outta ya
and you should stick around for a while
cause i dig your company.
i hate writer's blocks.
hate em'.
but i think you knew this already.
but.
i also think this girl shoulda known how i feel.
life's a sticky game that leaves a mess
wherever life has taken place.
that residue
stinks an area to high heaven.
but if things go how i want them to go
i'll welcome it with open arms.
you know
i never thought a person should be alone
so why should i have to exclude myself
from my own ideal?