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 my hand?
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 go away….
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 my hand. Pain, pain
Before long, my song, is dying... Before long, my song, is dying...
Tell me now I want to know, is that me inside you see? Ah, is this fair, I gotta let this song inside me... free.
Set me free Just set me free Just set me free Just set me free It just set me free!
Before long, my song, is dying... Before long, my song, is dying...