I orchestrated our descent, it's where all of my time went
You left town, I up and made a starving artist's holiday
My body absorbs this caffeine known as a writer's gasoline
So I won't need Marshall stacks to commit my life to wax
I've been biting at my nails and spending a little time in jail
But I just couldn't write about, just couldn't make the words come out
But I've been feelin' better since, and I barely even winced when
I exchanged two golden rings to make a picture more complete
I'm running cables and crossin' lines, using tapе to capture time
Polaroids of recordеd sound capture life four-track downtown
Eating right and getting sick, overfed and not a stick
I don't concentrate on living now, I just concentrate on always writing it down
Ah-ah
I keep a blanket in my mouth to stop me from sayin' the things that I shouldn't
Now there's a blanket over my tongue, I'm asking for help when I said that I wouldn't
Reviews all came back positive, they all seem to say I had to more left to give
And my tests all came back negative, suffice it to say I'll pick up a pen once again
Oh woah, oh ho ho-o-o
Oh woah, oh ho ho-o-o
Oh woah, oh ho ho-o-o
Oh woah, oh ho ho-o-o
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