Inkless Blues #nope #music #goofinaloof #indievibes #journaling #lyrics #song

[Verse 1]
Got a genius line at 10:03
Flew in fast like divine decree
Grabbed my journal, ready to ignite
But damn it, my pen won’t write

Scribble, shake it, bite the tip
Try the margin, give it a flip
Click another, bone dry too
My desk is a graveyard of inkless blues

[Pre-Chorus]
Tearin’ drawers like a caffeine fiend
Panicked like I’m stuck in a writer’s dream
Found one pen with a cap chewed through
Heart’s racin’, but the thought flew

[Chorus]
What did I just think? It was gold, I swear!
Now I’m sittin’ here, just yankin’ out my hair
Brilliance came and brilliance went
Lost in the hunt for a damn good pen
Ohhh, where’d it go?
Oh, where’d it go?
My brain said “Eureka!” and then said “Nope”
I guess I’ll journal how I lost all hope

[Verse 2]
Five pens later, I’m in a fog
One’s got glitter, one leaks like a dog
That Sharpie works; but bled through the page
R.I.P. that fleeting sage

Maybe it was lyrics, maybe a cure
Maybe just a pun that was kinda obscure
Whatever it was, it changed the game
But now it’s gone, and I’m to blame

[Pre-Chorus]
Swear next time I’ll be prepared
Notebook, pen; emotionally aware
But deep inside I know the truth
Brilliance don’t wait, my brain goofin aloof

[Chorus]
What did I just think? It was hot, I’m sure
Now it’s dust in the void of my cluttered drawer
Genius came, then left again
Lost in a pile of non-working pens
Ohhh, where’d it go?
Oh, where’d it go?
My soul said “write!” but my pen said “no”
So I journal instead about-Okay wait.

[Bridge – Spoken Word / Meltdown Moment]
I remember it had something to do with… Shame and dry shampoo? Grief and sequins?
maybe capitalism and raccoons?
God. it was revolutionary.
Ugh, WHY didn’t I voice memo it?!
Why, why do I sabotage myself like this??!

[Final Chorus]
What did I just think? I was on the brink!
Now I’m journalin’ rage in hot pink ink
Muse showed up, then hit the gas
All ‘cause my pen had no ink to pass
Ohhh, where’d it go?
Oh, where’d it go?
I had a hit, but we’ll never know
damn it.