Using the same rhymes over and over again
Building a camp fire as I pitch my tent Gathering firewood, preparing for another cold night Gasping for air, yawning, and taking another lonely sigh The wood is wet, the fire won't start, I'm getting behind Mud caked in my hair, scream, AAAAII'm losing my mind Pushing away tomorrow, coz I'm not even ready for today I need a holiday, a castaway, what's the image I'm trying to portray Practising hopeless makes you perfectly hopeless, better than all the rest When you've got your craft just right, you're gonna ace that test The task at hand, for you, man, is to think, HARD!!, find some structure And put it on paper, with a pen that has just run out of ink So dry off that wood, with the tail pipe shooting out car exhaust (Burn that moss) Spin it around, turn it over, upside down, and cut it across Light it up, burn some paper, get inspired, let your mind play What you gotta say, hey, you gotta car, what are you doing here anyway? Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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AuthorMy name is Joshua Packard. I am using this site to share my song lyrics and get feedback and suggestions for future song compositions and lyrics Archives
September 2016
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