I hate writing shit

It is so stupid

What's my problem today?

Maybe I'm depressed

Maybe I'm not used to what comes out of 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

and it won't go away

Pain! Pain..

For love, my son 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..

For love, my son is dying...

Tell me now

I want to know

Is it me inside you see?

I admit I got a little son out side me

free me

set me free (repeat)

Just set me free (repeat)

It just set me free (repeat)

For love, my son is dying..

This.. life.. I'm.. dying

This.. lie.. I.. try