Recorded & Produced by Try ©2007
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Lost inspiration/(song by try)
I think about myself
I find only a dead end
I can’t find my way
It’s too late anyway
Too much pressure lies on me
The society shows me
The only way i follow
It’s a place i can’t go
I lost inspiration
When i came to write
It take’s all night
I lost inspiration
The blank pages show me
My deserted life
It’s all perfect on TV
That doesn't fit with me
It’s a path to runaway
Everything is fake anyway
I lost inspiration
When i came to write
It take’s all night
I lost inspiration
The blank pages shows me
My deserted life
The truth is hard to know (x4)
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