Lyrics Liiines - Ghostpoet

I keep on scribbling
In the spare room I'm living in
?(But these? I'm living in)?
Why do I keep wasting time

I keep on writing, writing
But them folk aint biting, biting
Maybe the bait aint juicy enough
So I'm switching, chucking spice in
Add some flavour,?, silly rhymes and three-time beats, yeah

But that aint me - nah, nah, nah
It just aint me
?(So like me, alight me
These are the words of this be true)?
Sending them out with love and faithfully,
Hopefully, there'll be something to be caught

Life is too short to store our grudges
Life is too long to make no plans
I'm counting up time that I aint using (1, 2, 3, 4...)
I need a good use for all these lines, and lines, and lines, and lines...

(Repeat all)