Aleya - Scribbles Lyrics

When all of the pens are down
And the ink has set to dry
Eyes shut
I can't open my eyes

Cause what's down on this page
Might make me feel all kinds of rage
Now come on really
Really, really

Blow out
My fire
Got something
(A hold on me)
Roll out
I'm tired
Got something
(A hold on me)

Blow out
My fire
Got something
(A hold on me)
Roll out
I'm tired now
Got something
(A hold on me)

Well I've got this papercut
And it can never run dry
Fix up
Matter over mind
But pulse it can't make pace
And I've been feeling
All kinds ways
Now don't deceive me
Really, really

Blow out
My fire
Got something
(A hold on me)
Roll out
I'm tired
Got something
(A hold on me)

Blow out
My fire
Got something
(A hold on me)
Roll out
I'm tired now
Got something
(A hold on me)

(A hold on me)
I'm tired
(A hold on me)
I'm tired now
(A hold on me)
I'm tired
(A hold on me)
I'm tired now

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, oh
But to what end?
But to what end
It isn't good enough