𝖀𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖉

(Unfinished... Lost from the start...) I tried everything, yeah, everything except the finale I shine at the start, but I end up shaky A sharp mind, fingers full of knowledge But a rusty heart, I retreat every night My room is full of shattered dreams Dead ideas, always neatly filed away I scribble my life, but I never make a fuss about it My friends see me as great, but I can't believe it I'm the sketch of a fire that never ignited A firework... left behind in the rain I start everything, yeah, but I finish nothing My head's full of ideas, with no tomorrow I tell myself, "Relax, you've got time, it's not so bad" But every night I think back on everything I leave behind (Unfinished... Lost from the start...) I draw like a pro... as long as I have the model right in front of me But without it, my lines fall apart The shadows fall perfectly, the lines are crisp But my soul doesn't invent anything, it just repeats Some people can lay down tracks in a single night without even trying Me, I'm left staring at a blank page, wondering what to think When it comes to improvisation, I freeze up right from the start Like an actor without a script, who looks at you and then leaves I start everything, yeah, but I finish nothing My head's full of ideas, with no tomorrow I tell myself, "It's cool, don't worry, you've got time for tomorrow" Then at night I look at my footprints in the sand... but I see nothing (Unfinished... Lost from the start...) Sketchbooks, forgotten riffs But without a model, I'm frozen, petrified I try to emulate the greats, with a silver hand But I've never written a note that comes from within Some people write music like they breathe Me, I stare into space... and I don't know what to say anymore They say, "You've got talent, bro," but I feel empty Like a mirror without a reflection, I feel stupid I start everything, yeah, but I finish nothing My head's full of ideas, with no tomorrow I tell myself, "Relax, you've got time, it's not so bad" But every night I think back on everything I leave behind (Unfinished... Lost from the start) Maybe one day... I'll go all the way Maybe one day... I'll have no more doubts But as long as I'm searching for myself... and doubting myself I'll remain the guy who stops halfway