Typewriter Lyrics

Dreams From Gin Typewriter

You said my mind is some place I'd like to stay
I said my mind is some place I can't get away
outside outside outside outside
I feel so small
Inside yellow finger prints plaster the
walls

HEY Everything I'm saying right now is worthless
Hey what you said said said wasn't worth this
Hey Wait Skip that last line

All This All This All This All this just for some ink
to write down words misinterpret what I don't not think
scratch out old methods of making concreate
crawl into lumpy dirt and admit defeat

*How do you spell redundant? Looks good*