I've Got Nothing Songtext
von Lunatic Fringe

Words are my enemy
My mind is an endless void
Searching for a remedy, for this tragedy
Nothing you would understand
My minds been through better
You don′t know what this means to me

Nothing left to create
Everyone talks about writing their way to fame
Our dreams are mind games
That suffer when my mind is tame

Devastation and frustration
That move me from productive motion
It's dedication for my passion
That brings me to my salvation
It doesn′t take shedding blood


It doesn't take shedding...
I could sit here all day suffering

Nothing left to create
Everyone talks about writing their way to fame
Our dreams are mind games
That suffer when my mind is tame

Words are my enemies
My mind is an endless void
Searching for a remedy -- for this tragedy
Nothing you would understand

My minds been through better
But that's helpful for this topic

Nothing left to create
Everyone talks about writing their way to fame
Our dreams are mind games
That suffer when my mind is tame