These Words

Threw some chords together

The combination D-E-F

Is who I am, is what I do

No oneaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäós gonna let it down for you

Try to focus my attention

But I feel so A-D-D

I need some help, some inspiration

(But itaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäós not coming easily)

Whoah ohaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇܦ



Trying to find the magic

Trying to write a classic

DonaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäót you know, donaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäót you know, donaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäót you know?

Waste-bin full of paper

Clever rhymes, see you later



These words are my own

From my heart flow

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

ThereaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäós no other way

To better say

I love you, I love youaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇܦ



Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats

Recited it over a Hip-Hop beat

IaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäóm having trouble saying what I mean

With dead poets and drum machines

I know I had some studio time booked

But I couldnaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäót find a killer hook

Now youaÃÔÇÜÂÔéźÃÔÇÜÂÔäóve gone