Lyrics

Well what can you do When all your strings fall undone? And you just can't get your ideas down Well take a good look within And this is no place to be When you just can't get your ideas down They won't come down Look at this mess we're in "Oh, Lord", I do declare I've got rusted guitar strings Mangled around my hair And lately these days I find so many empty spaces And I stand transfixed by all the ugly faces I go down Well, what can you do when you don't seem to fit? You fall to bits inside all because of it Blame it on some massive lack of confidence Three years from now Where will I be? Who will be behind me pulling me Right down?
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