Adam Linder
The Wrong Words
I'm bored.I think I'll start a revolutionIf I can get up off the couch, and into the streetI'll throw a brick through the window of a coffee shopAnd cause a scene in the middle of a parking lotI'll Kick and punch and screamStart letting off some steamOr just yell at my TV.But the sad truth isI don't careEnough to leave my bedI can never sing the perfect wordsThey get stuck inside my headOn the tip of my tongueI can never say the right wordsSo I put them in songBut I'm no closer to getting my point acrossI can't articulate myselfAs well as I would likeAfter years of practiceI've found out that I may as well just tryIn hopes one day IMight write that perfect ending lineOf poetry to set me freeFrom the confines of realityThis broken record that I tend to be
From Letras Mania