Scriptwriter

How long
Do I have to wait
So calm
Giving me that after taste
Red or blue or green
It don't matter
I got the doctors way out

Not gonna fight this off
This golden feeling
Just write another out
And get lost

Now give me what I came for
Gimmie what I need

Short rope
I can't run too far
Thoughts on low
Keep me working hard
I can't write myself
I just follow
I got the doctors way out

Not gonna fight this off
It's so relieving
Just write another out
And get lost

Now give me what I came for
Gimmie what I need



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Thomas
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