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02-14-2008, 07:45 PM | #1 (permalink) |
infamous nimbus
Join Date: Mar 2006
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Expensive Lessons
The music behind this can be heard (without lyrics, as we're just getting into dabbling with vocals) here: MySpace.com - Sunny Bonos - Isla Vista, California - Garage / Garage / Garage - www.myspace.com/sunnybonos
its called "Wheres the bono show?" on there though. Its also not structured correctly in that recording, but hopefully you can put it together Dead man sleeping on the side of the road Blood drips down to the tip of his nose sitting in his seat, wrapped around a tree, Another old friend, another deceased. I can see him there whenever I drive by He looks right at me with this big ol' smile And I want to believe He's just haunting me, But its not him its just a memory CHORUS: If I could only change a moment I'd be happy and He'd be home and I wish the world was forgiving but wishful thinkings a fallacy I just Wish these lessons weren't so expensive Newspaper headline reads "Teen OD" "A young man was found dead at just 18. Pills of methadone found in the home point to an accidental overdose." I can see him there whenever I get high He's got a bloated face, two blood shot eyes layin on the floor A f*ckin scene of horror So I close my eyes as I take some more If I could only change a moment I'd be happy and He'd be home and I wish the world was forgiving but wishful thinkings a fallacy but If I could only change a moment I'd be happy and He'd be home and I wish the world was forgiving but wishful thinkings a fallacy I just Wish these lessons weren't so expensive, I Wish these lessons weren't So expensive, I Wish these lessons weren't So expensive Last edited by Jadix; 02-14-2008 at 09:22 PM. |
02-16-2008, 05:00 AM | #2 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Dec 2007
Location: Ireland
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the word Fallacy seems really out of place. But I love your sound.
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