untitled depression song

it's a chemical imbalance

it's a mental malfunction

it's a social disease

it's sad but it's true

it's a one-way drive

on a dead-end street

it's your default setting

and it thinks it's in control of you

it's Zoloft and it's Prozac

it's Effexor and Wellbutrin

it's an hour in an office

that lasts for 50 minutes

it's Elavil and Lexapro

it's clinical

it's behavioural

it's quicksand, boy,

and you're neck-deep in it

and there's nothing I want to sell you

I just I wanted to tell you

I thought somebody needed to remind you

when your brain's under assault

this is not your fault

this disease does not define you

this disease does not define you

What's the title of this, farmboy?

I don't have a title yet. This is, really, the very start and I'm not sure where it's going. I think I'm going to let it, well, percolate for a little while.

Like an old-fashioned coffee pot.

Yeah. I used to be more of a French press guy -- you know, just force those fuckin' songs out. But I don't know about that. It's hard, you know, 'cause any kind of writing is good. But forcing yourself...well, I just don't know. I mean, you might discover something good by forcing it. But you could be stifling yourself and your...subconscious too.

So, to answer your question: there's no title. So we'll just call this untitled depression song. That should work for right now.

This process of writing songs -- You may be too close to notice this, but the songwriting process is pretty interesting. Creativity is fascinating.

Creativity is all a mystery to me. But I think part of it may be that you write -- I write what I need to write. It's functional. I mean, I'm trying to figure something out and it seems like songwriting is my way of going about it.

I guess. Maybe.