Intro
B B B B
E E F# F#
B B B B
E E F# F#
[Verse 1]
B
Destined to stay awake too long to contemplate where I've gone wrong
E F#
I try to formulate a song to make some good out of bad
B
The words I write they seem contrived, ashamed to share my cheesy lines
E F#
I scrunch the scrap a waste of time, a waste of thoughts in my head
B
The sets of songs that I forgot where all about my writers block
E F#
And all that's left to express is i've not got much to express
[Chorus]
E B
Self obsessed and hypercritical
E B
Self abasing when over analytical
E B
Self-righteous but apolitical
E B
I express myself and little else
[Verse 2]
B
I waste the day, I waste the evening, combing through words try to find meaning
E F#
It's just self-involved struggles with feelings, where do I go from that?
B
Each line written is lazy and boisterous, hard not to see my endeavours as pointless
E F#
Approach a project frustrated and joyless, get surprised when it's bad
B
But there is a truth that I've been evading, I mostly make things so you think I'm creative
E F#
I'm so shallow you see, that I have to build up a sense of identity
[Chorus]
E B
Self obsessed and hypercritical
E B
Self abasing when over analytical
E B
Self-righteous but apolitical
E B
I express myself and little else