I´m feeling like a sun on a seaside
Ideas waving, annoying my mind
It feels like i´ll never write anymore

Today I´ve got another date, with the pressure

I´m looking for something and never surrender I just want to create, again
I´m willing to pay for an idea
But the pay just still remain empty

Feeling as we´re born into this void
Do you realize that I´m not unemployed
What if I have no words if I don´t wanna sin
If the end came before the beginning