Ch-ching
It's like every time I run away
I get pulled back and have to stay
Try as I might to escape the fray
I might as well go and join it.
I've fought the fight, but it's time to give in
Can't hear myself think above the din.
I want to save face, but where to begin
The efforts, they all seem futile.
The pen in my right hand, my thoughts in the other
I'd write myself free is I had my druthers.
Free from the world and the problems that smother
All 'cause I spilled some ink.
I get pulled back and have to stay
Try as I might to escape the fray
I might as well go and join it.
I've fought the fight, but it's time to give in
Can't hear myself think above the din.
I want to save face, but where to begin
The efforts, they all seem futile.
The pen in my right hand, my thoughts in the other
I'd write myself free is I had my druthers.
Free from the world and the problems that smother
All 'cause I spilled some ink.