Threw some chords together

The combination D-E-F

Is who I am, is what I do

No one's gonna let it down for you

Try to focus my attention

But I feel so A-D-D

I need some help, some inspiration

(But it's not coming easily)

Whoah oh...



Trying to find the magic

Trying to write a classic

Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?

Waste-bin full of paper

Clever rhymes, see you later



* These words are my own

From my heart flown

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

There's no other way

To better say

I love you, I love you...



Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats

Resided in over a Hip-Hop beat

I'm having trouble saying what I mean

With dead poets and drum machines

I know I had some studio time booked

But I couldn't find a killer hook

Now you're gonna raise the bar right up

Nothing I write is ever good enough



[Repeat *]



I'm getting off my stage

The curtains pull away

No hyper bowl to hide behind

My naked soul exposes

Whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. Whoah.. oh..



Trying to find the magic

Trying to write a classic

Waste-bin full of paper

Clever rhymes, see you later



[Repeat *]



Is that okay...?