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Writer's Block

This story need to be told 
But nothing is coming out 
I guess writer's block has me again

Little did I know 
It would come out in a song 
I don't need a metaphor for you 
To understand that I can't write right now

I should work on this story 
But writer's block has me 
It's eating away at my brain

I just want to work on this story 
But I'm here withering this song 
The world doesn't need another miserable song for me

Writer's block has me 
Writer's block has me 
Writer's block has me 
Biting at my brain and holding my tongue hostage

I should work on this story 
But writer's block has me 
It's eating away at my brain

So you're here for another song 
White noise to bring you back alive
What a sad little world I have become
Writer's block brings all these emotions out of me

I don't need you to tell me that this is misery
All I want to do is the one thing I can't do right now
Damn this writer's block

◄ Lover Boy

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