I don't write to anyone and nor to make music
Or even to fill the blank of this pretty page
I understand myself writing and I see everything with no vanity
There's only my and this blank and it shows me what I don't know
And makes me see what has no words
Even if I try, they're only words
Even if I kill myself, they're only words
I don't write to anyone and nor to make music
Or even to fill the blank of this pretty page
I understand myself writing and I see everything with no vanity
There's only my and this blank and it shows me what I don't know
And makes me see what has no words
Even if I try, they're only words
Even if I kill myself, they're only words
I understand myself writing and I see everything with no vanity
There's only my and this blank and it shows me what I don't know
And makes me see what has no words
Even if I try, they're only words
Even if I kill myself, they're only words