I am sitting at home again
Waiting to be inspired
Observing the wasteland
Of my mind
But only a hollow sound
Is bouncing off the walls
Three weeks have passed
Since I went out
Don t stick around
Cause you will be wasting your time
Just hit the ground
I think I m really dried out
I crumple the empty page
Missing the trash can by far
Pity my brain got
Left behind
I m trying to find the words
Cause this gets a little bizzarre
Now I m the one waiting
For a sign
Don´t stick around
Cause you will be wasting your time
Just hit the ground
I think I m really dried out