That I could really weave a tale and spin
But this turn of events sure got me spinning I'm
second -guessing everything I thought I knew
This unforeseen ending of a great beginning I
couldn't make it up if I wanted to
There ain't no words to say,
lines to rhyme, chords to play
To paint the depiction of him
This world's so turned around
Cause I can't write enough fiction
To keep up with the truth
I can't put a slant on this situation
To make it feel any better
I guess that ain't the only
Cause there ain't no words to say,
lines to rhyme, chords to play
To paint the depiction of him
This world's so turned around,
but thinking round, just laying it down
Cause I can't write enough fiction to keep
This world's so turned around
I'm thinking about just laying it down
Cause I can't write enough fiction
to keep up with the truth
No, I can't write enough fiction
To keep up with the truth
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