
Inkwell Lyrics
- Genre:Metal
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
So tired, so drained
But here we are at the drawing board again
Which direction do we choose
On which platform do we tell all that we know
Tell them the tales they've heard before
Fantasy
Paint them a picture
Where have my colours gone
Preaching a point of view to follow
Politics
Show them your wisdom
Mind under pressure, fortitude
Weighed down by the need to succeed
Escape to the empty solitude
There's nothing in here that you'll need
Breathe, take a moment, close your eyes
Reset everything that you know
Float, in the ether, hypnotised
Sit back and breathe in inspiration
Vapid thinking, clichéd lines
Childish writings, playground rhymes
Basic input, audible chore
Same old shit we've heard before
Minimal effort is an artist's crime
Waste of a platform is a waste of time
Mind under pressure, fortitude
Weighed down by the need to succeed
Escape to the empty solitude
There's nothing in here that you'll need
Breathe, take a moment, close your eyes
Reset everything that you know
Float, in the ether, hypnotised
Sit back and breathe in inspiration
Why can't I write down these thoughts that I feel in my mind?
Why can't I spell out the words that I'm thinking?
Words hit me like a bolt out of the blue
Inspiration feeding in to me, a tidal wave
I've got a story to tell the world
I've got a message to tell the world
Mind under pressure, fortitude
Weighed down by the need to succeed
Escape to the empty solitude
There's nothing in here that you'll need
Breathe, take a moment, close your eyes
Reset everything that you know
Float, in the ether, hypnotised
Sit back and breathe in inspiration