Grinder - The Nothing Song lyrics

The empty page in front of me Is strangling my nerves The pencil I'm chewing Won't write by itself 40 cigarettes further My lungs just start to whistle This got to be done I'm out of time But my mind is still on strike This song's 'bout nothin' I had no idea So this one's called the nothing song Never again I'll do so wrong Hey, hey I somehow filled the lines It was done in time A last minute score Don't you be mopin' no more I've got it Uh, I somehow like it The others called me lazy I guess they're somehow right But sometimes it is really hard To create a simple rhyme Sure all this sounds stupid And a little bit senseless But now that I'm tired And nearly drunk I'll better go to bed Bullsh**