Lyric

Every time I start to write, I hit a wall

It’s not a secret, I’ve seen it all

A pile of bad songs just for practice’ sake

Still believing one day I’ll make a hit I can’t fake

How do I write a love song that sounds right?

Lyrics and melody gotta shine so bright

I keep thinking, over and over again

Slowly pushing forward, chasing that win

Lately I’ve been feeling no drive at all

After work, I just wanna crawl

Bought a ton of games I love the most

Used to set them aside for writing, now I coast

Writing songs used to feel like a thrill

How to divide my time, it’s such a skill

Thinking of shows I watched back in the day

Now proof that my youth has faded away

Lately writing songs, I just can’t get up

No energy, every idea’s rough

Fast songs, slow songs, weird songs, junk songs

Love songs, sad songs, hype songs, fun songs

I ask myself, what am I even doing now?

Lately writing songs, I just can’t get up

Maybe going back to basics is what I need somehow

My, yours, theirs, whose, whatever

Mom, dad, sky, ghosts, damn it

Where did my motivation even go?

Lately I just can’t feel the drive

After work, all I want is to lie

Games I love stacked up on my desk

Used to be for songs, now I just rest

Writing songs can be fun if I try

How do I spread my hours, oh my

Thinking of old shows I loved before

Now proof that I’m not young anymore

Lately listening to songs, nothing hits me right

Already bored or did I lose the light?

I ask the pros, the masters, the greats

They just turn around like “what are you on about, mate?”

Lately listening to songs, I just can’t feel

Nothing sticks, nothing leaves a mark, nothing’s real

Mine, yours, theirs, whose, whatever

Mom, dad, sky, ghosts, damn it

Where did my passion disappear?

Lately writing songs, I just can’t get up

No energy, every idea’s rough

Fast songs, slow songs, weird songs, junk songs

Love songs, sad songs, hype songs, fun songs

I ask myself, what am I even doing now?

Lately writing songs, I just can’t get up

Maybe going back to basics is what I need somehow

My, yours, theirs, whose, whatever

Mom, dad, sky, ghosts, damn it

Where did my motivation even go?