Broken Record

I just want to break a record

Even if nobody is aware

I might sound aboriginal

Yeah, we’ve all already heard this tale

 

I wanna be someone special

To the me of the past

Break one insignificant record

That was the hardest to pass

 

If I can’t turn off my brain

If I suffer its abuse

At least now I can say

That I’ve put it to good use

 

My sleep’s fucked up for days

But at least I’m not a failure

I didn’t slay, but hey

I’ve got a broken record

 

I just wanna own my own shit

Take over the literary reins

And wield them like a damn whip

Is there any other way

 

Oh, I just let ’em rip

Only my claim to fame remains

This is one small step

I wrote four songs today

 

If I can’t turn off my brain

If I suffer its abuse

At least now I can say

That I’ve put it to good use

 

My sleep’s fucked up for days

But at least I’m not a failure

I didn’t slay, but hey

I’ve got a broken record

 

You can’t shut me up

There’s nothing you can press

To turn me off

I don’t even know how to stop this

 

You can’t shut me up

There’s only inflated chests

So let me belt

Hey, come on, aren’t you a bit

Impressed,

Even in the slightest?

 

If I can’t turn off my brain

If I suffer its abuse

At least now I can say

That I’ve put it to good use

 

My sleep’s fucked up for days

But at least I’m not a failure

I didn’t slay, but hey

I’ve got a broken record

 

If I can’t turn off my brain

If I suffer its abuse

At least now I can say

That I’ve put it to good use

 

My sleep’s fucked up for days

But at least I’m not a failure

I didn’t slay, but hey

I’ve got a broken record

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