There's something nagging at my heart
It's something I can not quite define
Nor can I catch it, but it's there all the time
There's something nagging at my heart
It's something I can not quite define
It's like a thirst that's never quenched
Or a red hot ember never drenched
It's something I can not quite define
It's like a thirst that's never quenched
There's got to be more to being alive
Then hopelessly slogging from 9 to 5
It's like a thirst that's never quenched
There's got to be more to being alive
Something to break me out of the mold
Something to which my heart can take hold
There's got to be more to being alive
Something to break me out of the mold
I think it's hidden in the verses I pen
I can sense it when I'm behind the lens
Something to break me out of the mold
I think it's hidden in the verses I pen
There's something nagging at my heart
I believe the answer is found in my art
I think it's hidden in the verses I pen
There's something nagging at my heart
It's something I can not quite define
Nor can I catch it, but it's there all the time
There's something nagging at my heart
©mcassaro
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