I need a minute. I can't believe it
The same sh**s going on and on
Nothing is changing. Nothing's amazing
Just bland and over simplified
And I'm not one to give up before I'm done
But there's no inspiration
Left to help me finish off this song
I need a second so I can question
What everyone tells me is cool
It's your opinion and my decision
And thinking for myself just rules
And I'm not one to give up before I'm done
But there's no inspiration left to write this one
Nothing important to say. Out of ideas today
It's gonna be a sh**ty song anyway
And I'm panicing at the fall out of originality
Don't know what to do. I don't want to be like you
Let's get something straight. It's your band I f**ing hate
Don't know who you are, drinking Pepsi's at a bar?
Just do something right. Practice more, sh** ain't tight
Don't know what to say, girly pants will get you laid
Let's get something straight, it's your band I f**ing hate
I need a minute
Feels like this is out of hand
And I can't take it. Can I erase it?
So burnt out on all these bands