Brian Andrew Marek - Strike It Down Lyrics

Why don't the words pour out of my face
Why don't the pieces fit into place
Why does every passing thought erase the last
Why won't the motion fit like a glove
Why can't I just be immune to love
Why do I live in the shadow of the past

I used to let my pen take wing
And write about just anything
But if you don't like it, then how can I like it
I may as well strike it down

Why can't I simply set my mind free
Why do I worry that I worry
Why do I labor when I could be laid back
Why must I be a perfectionist
Why do I fetish the clever twist
Why should I get uptight and resist the slack