I can't stop the pounding in my head
Wrote the same words down,
And put them next to my bed,
Hoping that these words will dissapear from the paper,
But I cant make words come off paper
You can't erase it--It's in sharpie
And it's not my fault that I did
I have no pencils with erasers
If erased it'll still be on the paper
The fine print will leave a hint
That those words were mine.
I can't burn it to the ground
Or else I wouldn't be writing this down
I can't wash it off Because those words will leave a stain
A stain that forever lives in my brain...