New song tonight
I have a feeling.
The Old You
I’ve officially finished this song. It’s called The Old You, and I have a nice little simple chord progression and rhythm to it. It’s nice :) Gotta get my band to learn up! Reblog if you like it please! I doubt anyone will ever see it though haha Stop! The presses at once. You’re wasting your ink The least valuable things on this paper are Words When you write them that way You...
Karl; Giant Amongst Men (Slightly Faster)
Dear Trevor, I sped up the song by a small amount so that I could actually sing to it. These are the lyrics i wrote to a song given to me and composed by Ghost Canvas and when I record over it, hopefully they will like and use it in their next album. Who knows. (00:30:00) i am broken i am broken i am living in gray (00:45:00) now the center of my so-called existance alternates between my bed,...
Tonight I met her
It’s been 18 years since I’ve seen her. I breathed for the first time tonight. A breath held long, cold wind in my lungs. she was such a magnificent sight. this is the second time she’s held me, although we never met. I met her tonight, I met her tonight.
It’s an old one, I think my writing’s improved quite a bit since this I reworked it into a song, it’s got a melody to it already so it wasn’t too hard Piece together these, broken wings I just wanna fly so bad.. I’ve been gone for so long- I can’t, do it now I could use a life’s worth of fresh air. I’ve got a broken heart and two broken legs, I’ve got too many pieces involved they shoulda...
This pencil in Protest
Poem This morning my teacher asked the only question That have ever graced these ears for which my thoughts were provoked and my pencil then spoke from beneath my fingers’ oppression My dreams aren’t the devil’s play things let idle hands reap idle hands You cant stop this train, be it derailed I’ll break these human bands What motivates you in life? She asked ...
I wrote this one today in school, it’s a fast paced song:) The melody’s a little fun I think. I only got about half way through or a little less, the last part is the beginning of the chorus I think, only a few lines and a bit slower. Just wake up, the morning rise Look in the mirror, you close your eyes Shake your head, and say goodbyes To the morning every day. You go to school...
Stop! The presses at once. You’re wasting your ink The least valuable things on this paper are Words When you write them that way You don’t have to say You’d think I was sorry? NO, No I’m not! No! no no no no… Empty words, Empty lyrics You’re one malpracticing doctor of rhymes step aside, young-blood lemme show you a thing, or two. at least you gave it your...