By Logic & Love
My writer's a big fan of those toy blocks.
I got so much left to do, but I cannot—
For the life of me, just speak what I'm feeling.
It's all planned out in my head,
But my pencil's still full of lead.
Need to write a track now,
But my head’s stuck in the clouds.
So how do I get out?
Cause my head’s stuck in the clouds.
But then a melody came to my mind.
It made me laugh for the first time—
In a real long time, now I,
Would still like to try, and try,
But all of these words I write, just refuse to fall in line...
Need to write a track now,
But my head’s stuck in the clouds.
So how do I get out?
Cause my head’s stuck in the clouds.
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