Stealing Thoughts

Can you see the ink on my face?
I fell asleep while writing today
How did I lose my drive for the stage?
I've got a voice but nothing to say

Am I stuck in a void of joy where I won't get anything done?
Am I stuck in a void?

I have no desire to entertain
Just here to write songs to keep me sane
I found myself in the worst way
Stealing thoughts from a pessimist's brain

It's funny how we help out kids but
Turn away when men are crying
Like "You should handle yourself much better"
"Get back up or get to dying"
Get to dying

I used to think I was destined for fame
That all the crowds would chant out my name
I don't need love from the people who pay
Just wanna show love everyday

Am I stuck in a void of joy where I won't get anything done?
Am I stuck in a void?



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Chavez
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