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Completely uninspired Not really sure what I aspire Draw inspiration from "here" But the wheels aren't cranking or turning I stare blankly, trying to think of something clever to say Nothing comes to mind The quotes don't ignite a spark They don't hit a mark So I sit and wait for something to come to me... Waiting, waiting, waiting Nothing. Wanted to say something about a battle But it all seems overused So it looks like I got nothing Wait a minute! Hey! I just got inspired by being uninspired I guess that's it for today...
It's like everything we do is for everyone to see We might as well just film it and make a movie Put it in the cinemas in 2D and 3D Because we can't get a moment of peace They're like paparazzi gaping through the cracks of our home Even with the lights off we're never fully alone So we put on our shiny smiles made out of chrome And pull out the stitches when no one's looking, that was tightly sewn Only because we're not allowed to crack We can't take that chance unless they turn their backs Why won't they all just go away, take their bags and pack? Maybe then we can continue where we left, get back on track Camera smiles and red carpet attire Come on baby, let's sell it to the highest buyer We made it this far, straight through the wire Don't let them know we're burning in the fire Because there's nothing more that they'll love than a juicy story Let's make this look good no matter how m
Tides are rising And so are emotions This house ain't what it used to be Feelings we never knew Things we never felt It's not just about you and me Can I borrow your light? Like the moon does from the sun? Blind me for an eternity I don't want to see the hurt And I don't want to feel the pain Buried in this mess, covered with debris Maybe the full moon is just driving us crazy Or maybe it's really just over Let's drown together in the tides of this sea But we just keep it going Because we get nostalgic for the pain We start to pick the forbidden fruits from the same tree We keep wishing on stars And hoping for a change in constellations But what good does that do? Now the storm is getting bad And we can blame it on the moon And pretend it's not just about me and you
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