Drunken Words Write In Love

I been writing. I been writing.
I get wordy when these feelings get into me.
I'm deciding. I'm deciding.
A short story or a poem.
Maybe I want to write now.
Why can't I keep my feelings off the pages?
I want to write now.

Personify. Personify.
My pen's a soldier waging war and shedding ink.
Blank pages, blank pages
I'm feeling Faded, Faded, Faded
Baby, I want to write now.
Can't keep my mind off these lines.
Maybe I need to write now.
Drunken words
I want to

I woke up in my notebook
Saying "How the hell did this piece happen?"
Oh baby, write in love
I write all night.
Last thing I remember is me in my feelings
From just thinking bout you.
Drunken words
I write all night... I write all night...

I write all night
To make a piece flow right
No complaints cuz when it's done
I know it's gonna wrap tight
Oh I'm writing
Working on my onomatopoeia
I'm writing bout it, writing bout ya
Can't help it, won't repress it
Yes, I'm writing
Get the frame right, similes use 'as' or 'like'
Alliterations I wear em out
Wait watch me while I wear em out.
Well, I'm writing, I'm fighting
The urge I have to write more.
So I pull out my comp book and jot down some metaphors.
Metaphors, metaphors
Emotions are E&J, hangovers last all day
These verses are purses, look good but aren't perfect
The finished piece; a black hole, lose myself on purpose

I woke up in my notebook
Saying "How the hell did this piece happen?"
Oh baby, write in love
I write all night.
Last thing I remember is me in my feelings
Just from thinking bout you.
Drunken words
I write all night...
I write all night...