Drives to Creation Songtext
von Ugly Perfection

Living through these things they ain′t even cool
My surroundings for years have been on a loop
In the same place always smoking weed and drinking beer


Walls surrounded by paintings from people I haven't seen in years
I get fatigued by its predictability
It′s a stream that leads to contamination

I cant clear my mind in the seasons
I cant seem to clear out any other reasons
It's something I don't want to talk about
But when these things are real it′s not something to hide around

I hate when people say these things are their only drives to creation