Nothing I Write Is Good
Nothing I write is good
Paint a picture, tell a story
Sign my name on it
And put it on the shelf
For dust to gather on
So fuck them all and do what you like
Let it go and don't think twice
And the memories are melodies
And the rhythm is my pulse
Don't care about it, doesn't matter
It's all filler, and no killer
Sleep walk through it, my dog could write it
But I've been working on this for weeks still
I'm losing interest, a failing conquest
Grappling with defeat at the hands of
My own words, self assured, that this has been done before
My brain is falling asleep
Crashing like a stretched out limousine
Spending my time to find the same old nothing
Don't care about it, doesn't matter
It's all filler, and no killer
Sleep walk through it, my dog could write it
But I've been working on this for weeks still
I'm losing interest, a failing conquest
Grappling with defeat at the hands of
My own words, self assured, that this has been done before
Nothing I write is good
Nothing I write is good
Nothing I write is good
Nothing I write is good
Banging this over my head now I'm thinking
Do I really give a fuck what they're saying
I might as well and get drunk and get wasted
God, how to make it stop
I just had a thought
Don't care about it, doesn't matter
It's all filler, and no killer
Sleep walk through it, my dog could write it
But I've been working on this for weeks still
I'm losing interest, a failing conquest
Grappling with defeat at the hands of
My own words, self assured, that this has been done before
Paint a picture, tell a story
Sign my name on it
And put it on the shelf
For dust to gather on
So fuck them all and do what you like
Let it go and don't think twice
And the memories are melodies
And the rhythm is my pulse
Don't care about it, doesn't matter
It's all filler, and no killer
Sleep walk through it, my dog could write it
But I've been working on this for weeks still
I'm losing interest, a failing conquest
Grappling with defeat at the hands of
My own words, self assured, that this has been done before
My brain is falling asleep
Crashing like a stretched out limousine
Spending my time to find the same old nothing
Don't care about it, doesn't matter
It's all filler, and no killer
Sleep walk through it, my dog could write it
But I've been working on this for weeks still
I'm losing interest, a failing conquest
Grappling with defeat at the hands of
My own words, self assured, that this has been done before
Nothing I write is good
Nothing I write is good
Nothing I write is good
Nothing I write is good
Banging this over my head now I'm thinking
Do I really give a fuck what they're saying
I might as well and get drunk and get wasted
God, how to make it stop
I just had a thought
Don't care about it, doesn't matter
It's all filler, and no killer
Sleep walk through it, my dog could write it
But I've been working on this for weeks still
I'm losing interest, a failing conquest
Grappling with defeat at the hands of
My own words, self assured, that this has been done before
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Writer(s): Jesse Rubiliak
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