Writer's Block Songtext
von Stick figure magic

Emptiness keeps repeating
The mind is overheating
Looking at an empty page

Ideas are depleting
Innovation is fleeting
Helplessness feeds the rage

Writer′s block killed my muse
Clouded my mind and melted my fuse
Rendered me useless
Took away all my thoughts
Writer's block stole my inspiration
Tore open the cracks in my foundation
What I once could express
Got lost with the words I sought

The enemy is time
A shifting paradigm
Potential stories never to be told


To find the perfect word or rhyme
Is a mountain to climb
And your body is tired and your limbs are cold

Writer′s block killed my muse
Clouded my mind and melted my fuse
Rendered me useless
Took away all my thoughts
Writer's block stole my inspiration
Tore open the cracks in my foundation
What I once could express
Got lost with the words I sought

Turns into an obsession
Leads to a depression
What once was so easy is now so hard

Every fact is now a question
Or a blank expression
Every attempt something to discard


Writer's block killed my muse
Clouded my mind and melted my fuse
Rendered me useless
Took away all my thoughts
Writer′s block stole my inspiration
Tore open the cracks in my foundation
What I once could express
Got lost with the words I sought