Uninspired

I'm a bit overwhelmed Some may call it uninspired But what is there left to do When someone's so young and admired? And what's the point of it all If it just goes to waste? If I'm nothing more than currents Riding on top of the waves So now I'm writing this song Like I've got something to say Well I've said it before I'll say it again 'til I'm blue in the face And what's the point of it all To come apart at the seams If I'm never gonna be around To witness the dawn of my dreams? We're not giving up No, we're not giving up Do I have courage to say What appears in my mind? Or am I still censored by All that it means to comply? So now I've found myself here With this purpose and strength To brandish these words Spoken at last, spoken at length And now they're selling us a way out, a bitter pill We can't afford the blood we've spilled Hold on to what you will, we can't afford it And they're still calling it a way out, a lonely road We couldn't but we must've known Oh no, we're bowing out They're gonna miss us when we're not around Put all emotion aside No matter how hard you try Take what is buried inside You want it, you got it, you might Put all emotion aside No matter how hard you try Take what is buried inside You want it, you got it, goodbye And now they're selling us a way out, a bitter pill We can't afford the blood we've spilled Hold on to what you will, we can't afford it And they're still calling it a way out, a lonely road We couldn't but we must've known Oh no, we're bowing out They're gonna miss us when we're not around (And now they're selling us a way out) We can't afford the blood we've spilled (And now they're selling us a way out) You're gonna miss us when we're not around