Guided By Voices - Writer’s Bloc lyrics

rate me

Mistaken me. Hours. Days.

Weeks. Months. Years. Lifetimes

It's customary tears,

Sweat, blood, sanity

Of daytimes, of nighttimes

A lifetime of nightimes

In the publisher's screaming house

I can't get it out

(And out. And out, out)

The last recalling nearly killed me

Writer's bloc, psyco all the time

It's taking me too long

It's taking me too long