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I owe you a song.
I owe you a song.
I do my best to keep my promises.
But my head won't allow me to write.
So this is my excuse to another sleepless night.
Oblique and empty thoughts,
I can't seem to to get over this block.
Its five am and I am keeping my promise.
I try to be true to my words but they wont come out.
with out a doubt this is what I call progress.
(chorus)
This isn't the direction I chose.
I made mistakes in the process
with the burden of no progress
I screwed myself over in the writing process
my head is scrambled
too many ways to write this.
I am stumped words are lost in my head.
more meaning can come from words unsaid.
(chorus)
This isn't the direction I chose.
I made mistakes in the process
with the burden of no progress
I screwed myself over in the writing process
Should I make it pretty? Or should I sound witty
when it comes to melody that will be forever yours.
I can't decide. I can't decide.
Should I make it pretty? Or should I sound witty
when it comes to melody that will be forever yours.
I can't decide. I can't decide.
(chorus)
This isn't the direction I chose.
I made mistakes in the process
with the burden of no progress
I screwed myself over in the writing process
