Sing It Out Lyrics
[Verse 1: KayR]
Working and exerting myself to the end
Of my rope and I'm hoping that fans don't have to pretend
That they like the tracks the features and the package it's in
When I put out my CD, cause I been stuck with this pen
Between my fingers for hours, trying to figure it out
I've been thinking with power but it won't trigger my mouth
Trying single it out, the thoughts that seem most clear
But I feel stuck in the middle, like a C note here
Behind this desk with this screen just lighting my room
Take a walk to clear my mind and try to think of a tune
Or a melody and there'll be something that's cool
Floating around in my head but when it seems like it's true
It's just gone (g-g-g-g-gone, gone). Where did it go?
I think I lost it, so then I try to think of a flow
How 'bout a rhyme scheme that's dope? Everything just seems to go
Out the window, man. This music got me feeling so cold. Ugh
[Hook: Erin]
I can feel the inspiration and I need to bring it out
But I've got an aspiration and I need to sing it out
This feels like suffocation and my ears are ringing now
But I've got and aspiration and I need to sing it out
[Verse 2: KayR]
I've got to sing it out, bring it out from my soul. Think about
Everything I dream about. Take my shirt and wring it out
Sweating through it. Feeling clouds closing in my mind
But then I just rewind, wait until the engine's primed
But when I push on the pedal, something changes the stakes
I'm blasting in full throttle, but I've cut my own breaks
And now I'm starting to shake. Can't stop. My writing is great
But I be losing everything around. I'm starting to take
A new form. I'm a monster. What is this place?
I'm just pouring out songs at an unseen pace
Something shakes inside and it's going to quake
Right through the surface of my mind and it's going to break
I want to go back to the way things were. Couldn't write a track but my brain was there
Feeling cracks in the paint I swear. I never ever thought that I could end up here
This ain't music. This ain't talent. This is something way off balance
This is something I can't challenge. This is something I can't fathom. Ugh
Working and exerting myself to the end
Of my rope and I'm hoping that fans don't have to pretend
That they like the tracks the features and the package it's in
When I put out my CD, cause I been stuck with this pen
Between my fingers for hours, trying to figure it out
I've been thinking with power but it won't trigger my mouth
Trying single it out, the thoughts that seem most clear
But I feel stuck in the middle, like a C note here
Behind this desk with this screen just lighting my room
Take a walk to clear my mind and try to think of a tune
Or a melody and there'll be something that's cool
Floating around in my head but when it seems like it's true
It's just gone (g-g-g-g-gone, gone). Where did it go?
I think I lost it, so then I try to think of a flow
How 'bout a rhyme scheme that's dope? Everything just seems to go
Out the window, man. This music got me feeling so cold. Ugh
[Hook: Erin]
I can feel the inspiration and I need to bring it out
But I've got an aspiration and I need to sing it out
This feels like suffocation and my ears are ringing now
But I've got and aspiration and I need to sing it out
[Verse 2: KayR]
I've got to sing it out, bring it out from my soul. Think about
Everything I dream about. Take my shirt and wring it out
Sweating through it. Feeling clouds closing in my mind
But then I just rewind, wait until the engine's primed
But when I push on the pedal, something changes the stakes
I'm blasting in full throttle, but I've cut my own breaks
And now I'm starting to shake. Can't stop. My writing is great
But I be losing everything around. I'm starting to take
A new form. I'm a monster. What is this place?
I'm just pouring out songs at an unseen pace
Something shakes inside and it's going to quake
Right through the surface of my mind and it's going to break
I want to go back to the way things were. Couldn't write a track but my brain was there
Feeling cracks in the paint I swear. I never ever thought that I could end up here
This ain't music. This ain't talent. This is something way off balance
This is something I can't challenge. This is something I can't fathom. Ugh
[Hook]
[Bridge: Erin]
[Hook x2]
[Bridge: Erin]
[Hook x2]
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Sing It Out has KayR dealing with the difficulties of songwriting and writer’s block.
He expresses his concern that once he gets past his writer’s block, he becomes obsessive about making music and loses control of his life.
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