Text Písně: An Old Scab - Crash Test Dummies

I sit each morning
Look at my empty notebook
The room is quiet
The air conditioning sounds like rain falling

Manic-depressive composer Robert Schumann
When he could not write
He'd get down on his knees and he would pray for help

It's not as bad as eating your own liver
But still, I'd like to think that there are better methods

I try to tackle the page that lay before me
But then I drift off and think about the concept of ben-wah balls
I rouse myself and I finish washing dishes
Make lists of errands
Make all my phone calls
And then I pray for help

But each time I try to make a fresh stab
I end up just picking at an old scab

Další písničky hudební skupiny Crash Test Dummies:

Crash Test Dummies - All Of This Ugly
Crash Test Dummies - Our Driver Gestures
Crash Test Dummies - My Enemies
Crash Test Dummies - Overachievers
Crash Test Dummies - There Are Many Dangers

Předchozí písničky hudební skupiny Crash Test Dummies:

Crash Test Dummies - Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
Crash Test Dummies - I think I´ll disappear now
Crash Test Dummies - Superman´s song
Crash Test Dummies - Swimming In Your Ocean
Crash Test Dummies - Afternoons And Coffeespoons