Woke up this morning with nothing to say
Writers live in dread of this day
It's like my whole brain went dark
Like an old car that's stuck in park
Until the light comes back again
Gonna close my book and lay down my pen.
Writers live in dread of this day
It's like my whole brain went dark
Like an old car that's stuck in park
Until the light comes back again
Gonna close my book and lay down my pen.
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