Unwritten Hate Mail to the World
I'm sitting in my living room
I'm trying to write a song
Talking 'bout how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But the words aren't coming
I've been giving it some decent thought
Trying to articulate
Just how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But the words aren't coming
I've written out some lines
I've studied every one
But after wasting so much time
I can't seem to get it done
So I'm pacing in my living room
I'm trying to write a song
Talking 'bout how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But the words aren't coming
I've been fighting with myself today
About how to come to terms
With just how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But there's too many points to make
And I'm trying to find an honest way
To put my fears into words
With just how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But it's more than I can take
Is it the country where I live
Generational dissonance
Is it decisions of those who came before
Who never gave the next a chance
So I'm writhing in my living room
I'm trying to write a song
Talkin' bout how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But it's already been done
I'm trying to write a song
Talking 'bout how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But the words aren't coming
I've been giving it some decent thought
Trying to articulate
Just how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But the words aren't coming
I've written out some lines
I've studied every one
But after wasting so much time
I can't seem to get it done
So I'm pacing in my living room
I'm trying to write a song
Talking 'bout how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But the words aren't coming
I've been fighting with myself today
About how to come to terms
With just how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But there's too many points to make
And I'm trying to find an honest way
To put my fears into words
With just how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But it's more than I can take
Is it the country where I live
Generational dissonance
Is it decisions of those who came before
Who never gave the next a chance
So I'm writhing in my living room
I'm trying to write a song
Talkin' bout how fucked the world is
How fucked the world is, yeah
But it's already been done
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Writer(s): Seth Hansen
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