I'm feeling like a stone on a seaside

Ideas waving along my mind

It feels I can't ever ride anymore

Today I got another date, with the pressure

I'm looking for something and never surrender I just want to create, again

I'm willing to pay for an idea

But the pages still remain empty

Feeling this reborn into this void

Do you realize that I'm not unemployed

What if I have no words if I don't wanna sing

If the end came before the beginning