Paroles Rhubarb And Sarsaparilla de November Lyrics

November Lyrics
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Textes et Paroles de Rhubarb And Sarsaparilla



I'll smile wide until my mouth consumes my face and body
Maybe my life is fine but I'm finding inside
Is just a mass of a million people I've met
And it's not making any sense

All these words mean nothing
But if modern art is so apprehensible
Why can't I find meaning an anything I think
It should flow from my mind to my mouth I know
The idea never reaches my brain
I don't want it to be this way

I'd sell my soul for a thought of my own
It's cryptonesia where ever I go
I don't have drinkin or religion
To help me with my singin
I have no inspiration of my own

Maybe it's pretentious
To speak of a subject I know nothing about
And it's definitely pathetic
That I try to think of a thought
I just sing about my writers block
It's sad, it's sad, it's really fucking sad

And if I did have a thought
It'd just blend into the chorus of extras
Chanting rhubarb and sarsaparilla
Oh my thoughts don't mean anything to anybody anyway

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