There is nothing
Blank mind, tired body
Fresh out of thoughts
Full head, rehashing dread
Worried by my oughts
Pen to paper, write it down
Then burn it all to hell
Leave no trace, saving grace
No water in the well
Blank mind, tired body
Fresh out of thoughts
Full head, rehashing dread
Worried by my oughts
Pen to paper, write it down
Then burn it all to hell
Leave no trace, saving grace
No water in the well