Art Block 歌词

My mind is blank A clean canvas And I don't have any paint I open my mouth Nothing comes out But all of these complaints Am I even capable Of writing and of my thoughts? It's so hard to be creative To connect any of the dots My mind is blank A clean canvas And I don't have any paint (paint) I open my mouth Nothing comes out But all of these complaints ('plaints) Am I even capable Of writing and of my thoughts? (Thoughts) It's so hard to be creative To connect any of the dots I am in a slump I'm in a block An artist block And my stuttering Is so bad I can barely talk A Jack of all trades Is such a hard concept to be But master of one Sounds so damn boring to me I am in a slump I'm in a block An artist block And my stuttering Is so bad I can barely talk A Jack of all trades Is such a hard concept to be But master of one Sounds so damn boring to me-e-e-e-e Run away, run away! Not looking back At all you've left behind Panic attack Hate it so, hate it so much! Tear it down If losing was a win You'd take the crown Screaming in, screaming in Your troubled mind You are your own critic And you're not kind Is this what, is this what art truly is? If it is There's no reason It's fucking dead Run away, run away! Not looking back At all you've left behind Panic attack Hate it so, hate it so much! Tear it down If losing was a win You'd take the crown Screaming in, screaming in Your troubled mind You are your own critic And you're not kind Is this what, is this what art truly is? If it is There's no reason It's fucking dead