Uninspired

I'm a bit overwhelmed
Some may call it uninspired
But what is there left to do
When someone's so young and admired?

And what's the point of it all
If it just goes to waste?
If I'm nothing more than currents
Riding on top of the waves

So now I'm writing this song
Like I've got something to say
Well I've said it before
I'll say it again 'til I'm blue in the face

And what's the point of it all
To come apart at the seams
If I'm never gonna be around
To witness the dawn of my dreams?

We're not giving up
No, we're not giving up

Do I have courage to say
What appears in my mind?
Or am I still censored by
All that it means to comply?

So now I've found myself here
With this purpose and strength
To brandish these words
Spoken at last, spoken at length

And now they're selling us a way out, a bitter pill
We can't afford the blood we've spilled
Hold on to what you will, we can't afford it
And they're still calling it a way out, a lonely road
We couldn't but we must've known
Oh no, we're bowing out
They're gonna miss us when we're not around

Put all emotion aside
No matter how hard you try
Take what is buried inside
You want it, you got it, you might
Put all emotion aside
No matter how hard you try
Take what is buried inside
You want it, you got it, goodbye

And now they're selling us a way out, a bitter pill
We can't afford the blood we've spilled
Hold on to what you will, we can't afford it
And they're still calling it a way out, a lonely road
We couldn't but we must've known
Oh no, we're bowing out
They're gonna miss us when we're not around

(And now they're selling us a way out)
We can't afford the blood we've spilled
(And now they're selling us a way out)
You're gonna miss us when we're not around