After the Fall writers block

Really my life's been kinda boring
And I've been feeling kind of lame
We're trying to move forward
We should stay the same
Lack the motivation
Singing my days away
Lack the inspiration
When trying to create
Why can't I create
Boring nights and 9 to 5's
I'm hurting my heart and my dream
I need to get out of this part of my life
And fucking escape
This routine and shallow people
They're killing me
Lack the motivation
Singing my days away
Lack the inspiration
When trying to create
I can't think of my desire
And I cannot think of the past
The best time use will come and go
Always forget
I need to feel that connection
I need that song in my ear
I need that spark to ignite
I need to hear it loud and clear
Where is the rhyme ,
Where is the melody
I give my foul words to sing