Vestige of Inks

No More – when life is suddenly boring again

[Verse1]

I know I know I’ve been on this road before.

This time there’s something different though.

There’s no rage. There’s no tears. There’s no fears anymore.

But I don’t really know what there is left anymore.

 

I know I know I’ve said the same thing before.

But it was desperation from my old heart that they broke.

I tossed the pieces away and I let the new one grow.

But I don’t really feel the colors on it anymore.

 

I know I know, a million times I’ve been told.

But I don’t really seek for any hand or comfort.

I crawl up in my bed all day but I don’t lock the door.

Cause’ I don’t really care about it anymore.

 

Is there light in any beacon? You asking me? I don’t know.

Am I stuck? Am I alone? But I don’t really know.

Is the sky crimson? Is it cold? And will it snow?

To be honest, I don’t really care about it anymore.

 

[Pre-Chorus]

It’s  midnight again, I should let my emotions flow.

But there’s nothing left inside me anymore.

Is it bad? Is it good? I don’t really know.

All I can think about is how I make it through tomorrow.

 

[Chorus]

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

The lemonade doesn’t even taste sour anymore.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

To be honest, I don’t even want a hand to hold.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

I’m not even sure am I scared to walk out my door.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

 

[Verse2]

I know I know. I don’t where this song goes.

I don’t really know what to write anymore.

I used to draw my feelings with tons of metaphors.

But if the pen has no ink, how can I draw anymore?
I know I know, the lyrics are also low.

What do you expect from an feelingless keyboard?

I don’t even shimmer even all the buttons glow.

So how will I care about my lyrics anymore.

 

I know I know, you think that I need a rose.

You think that I need some one that could bring this heart on road.

But I don’t really care even if you wanna do porn.

Cause’ I don’t really care about it anymore.

 

Doesn’t matter. I don’t care. Don’t bother to say hello.

Don’t exchange your heat for an answer no.

I’m sorry for my words. But do I really though?

I don’t know. I don’t really care about it anymore.

 

[Pre-Chorus]

It’s  midnight again, I should let my emotions flow.

But there’s nothing left inside me anymore.

Is it bad? Is it good? I don’t really know.

All I can think about is how I make it through tomorrow.

 

[Chorus]

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

The lemonade doesn’t even taste sour anymore.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

To be honest, I don’t even want a hand to hold.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

I’m not even sure am I scared to walk out my door.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

 

 

 

[Bridge]

You might wanna bring up someone most of my songs are about.

I swear that I’m honest I don’t care anymore.

There’s no one and nothing that this heart hangs onto.

There’s no one and nothing that this heart hangs onto.

They say to make it official I should repeat it once more.

There’s no one and nothing that this heart hangs onto.

 

If a hottie talks to me, will I still be like before?

If a fella humps on me, will my eyes go on to glow?

If a kitty yawns to me, will I still smile like before?

If a puppy lies by me, will I still melt like before?

If a snake tries to bite me, will I still roar like before?

If my bae never left me? Will I still be here alone?

If I ever had a bae? Will I still be here alone.

I don’t really care no more. I don’t really know more.

 

[Pre-Chorus]

It’s  midnight again, I should let my emotions flow.

But there’s nothing left inside me anymore.

Is it bad? Is it good? I don’t really know.

All I can think about is how I make it through tomorrow.

 

[Chorus]

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

The lemonade doesn’t even taste sour anymore.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

To be honest, I don’t even want a hand to hold.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

I’m not even sure am I scared to walk out my door.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

No more. No more.

I don’t really care no more.

 

 

 

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