Writers Block

Writers Block Lyrics

It doesn't matter what I say, it could be anything. All that matters is what they hear, and f**k, it can be beautiful f**k. We'll turn it into something grand. We killed the meaning, there's nothing to hear. Say it again, we're all shooting blanks. We're reckless and we've got nothing to say. f**k, I could be way out on a limb, but I don't think you're hearing me. You only like the words that are cliche but then again, who gives a f**k? most of you just want to f**k each other up. I doubt you even hear. I doubt you even care. f**k.