Desperation

(альбом: The Morning After - 1988)

Always the same I postpone things to the very end
No one's to blame except for myself
I've had three weeks to write this song I put it off too tired!
Tomorrow it's due now I must compose I'm really wired too bad!
Absence of mind my brain's still void of inspired thoughts
Falling behind the hours pass on my digital clock

Desperation, desperation
I don't know what to write
Falling prey to desperation
Plaglarism sure sound nice
I'm forced into desperation

Back's to the wall the pressure's up and I start to sweat
But that's not all the group's impatient and they start to bitch
I waited till the last minute I've got no time your fault!
Can't even seem to think clearly I've lost my mind so what?
I paid the price a meltdown and a sleepless night
But that's okay I drew a blank so I wrote this song

Always the same I postpone things to the very end
No one's to blame except for myself
I've had three weeks to write this song I put it off too tired!
Tomorrow it's due now I must compose I'm really wired too bad!
Absence of mind mu brain's still void of inspired thoughts
Falling behind the hours pass on my digital clock

...Into desperation
...Desperation