uninspired

Feeling tired
Uninspired
Sit down to a cup of inspiration

It's just no good
thought you understood yea
You were the air that I breathe
and the light that I see yea

Traces,
of you in my songs

You pollute my mind yea
Like oil in the stream
that trickles through my memory

Stop,
just hold on a minute
Why do I always come back to this?
Why is this a recurring wish?

Another shot
The coffee's hot
The song stops flowing.
These words are tired
uninspired