Writer's block
par Just Jack
lyricscopy.com
I get this writer´s block, it comes as quite a shock,
And now i´m stuck between a hard place and the biggest rock,
In my own head consumed. I sit back in my room,
Its like the tapestries of life get tangled in the loom,
I´m like a butterfly, caught in a hurricane,
My pulse is quickening as my heart plays a new refrain
Im lovin´ Mary Jane, flyin´ with Lois Lane,
On board a bullet train
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Sometimes at night i think too much,
About life and love and music and stuff
I´m livin´ in the past,
My clocks an hour fast,
Should really go and make a coffee but i can´t be arsed,
I´ve lost my mobile phone,
You´ll have to call my home,
On second thoughts just leave a message when you hear the tone,
My grimy windows show the early morning glow,
Another day, another dollar in my one man show,
Im lovin´ Mary Jane, flyin´ with Lois Lane,
On board a bullet train
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i-
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i-
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i-
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i came
But now i know i´m glad i came
But now i know i´m glad i came
And now i´m stuck between a hard place and the biggest rock,
In my own head consumed. I sit back in my room,
Its like the tapestries of life get tangled in the loom,
I´m like a butterfly, caught in a hurricane,
My pulse is quickening as my heart plays a new refrain
Im lovin´ Mary Jane, flyin´ with Lois Lane,
On board a bullet train
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Sometimes at night i think too much,
About life and love and music and stuff
I´m livin´ in the past,
My clocks an hour fast,
Should really go and make a coffee but i can´t be arsed,
I´ve lost my mobile phone,
You´ll have to call my home,
On second thoughts just leave a message when you hear the tone,
My grimy windows show the early morning glow,
Another day, another dollar in my one man show,
Im lovin´ Mary Jane, flyin´ with Lois Lane,
On board a bullet train
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
Don´t know yet if i´m glad i came
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i-
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i-
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i-
I fell out with Mary Jane, I don´t speak to Lois Lane and i missed that bullet train
But now i know i´m glad i came
But now i know i´m glad i came
But now i know i´m glad i came