130

I think I may just be on to something here
Is what I'd tell myself if I had nothing to fear
But this 130th draft is speaking to me.

Writing for myself seems to get harder and harder but
Writing through you seems to be like the start of
The end of those long nights not knowing what to do
But maybe just once I can see one of these through

Start of the end I say but really I don't know
I could go on to 131 but wait woah now
Slow down, don't get ahead of yourself right yet
Let's at least hear the chorus before you trash and forget, so

Hurricane, in my brain, words swirling 'round
But none are connecting, none at least that I've found
So I take a new number and start all again
Can you please help me can you please be my friend

'Cus there's a Hurricane, in my brain, thoughts falling out
I'm here and I'm worried, but I won't scream and shout
Because I still have faith, which may be a lie
But you fake it 'till you make it, just try not to die doing so

Hurricane, in my brain, words swirling 'round
But none are connecting, none at least that I've found
So I take a new number and start all again
Can you please help me can you please be my friend

'Cus there's a Hurricane, in my brain, thoughts falling out
I'm here and I'm worried, but I won't scream and shout
Because I still have faith, which may be a lie
But you fake it 'till you make it, just try not to die doing so