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The ink is running The words are torn I'm sitting helpless with my paper and chalk I had to follow my passion Oh well

I don't get paid that much for all I deserve To waste a sentence or shatter my nerves I had to follow my passion Oh well

Sometimes I long to run outside I'd give it all up but it's my pride Oh well Oh well

I had a dream once or so I thought I'd be a pilot or an astronaut I had a dream like that until I found Even an astronaut goes into the ground Life is just passing us bye-bye Oh well Oh well Oh well