Chard's Songwriting Journal (lyrics, techno, dance, metal, Kiss)

chard · 02-17-2009, 12:20 PM

tears falling down my face
so hard being a part of the human race
have no home im in a strange place
a very long journey to fast a pace

cant decide on where to go
disabling me got me down low
pain n suffering sure to folloe
all these years alive with nout to show

out of my head sick of this
my life turns n twists
out of my head all this crap
feel like im falling without a saftey strap

nomore sunshine nomore joy
had so many play me like a toy
giving up my will to live
death is a blessing nomore to give

now all my blood rushing to my head
wrists cut blood all over the bed
goodbye today no more tomorrows
goodbye to all my sorrows

now im cold stoned dead on my bed
covered in my favourite colour red.

Tidusauron12 · 08-03-2009, 05:02 PM

Reading this thread, it makes me realize how hard it is to be a good songwriter. Trying to be new and creative while not being ridiculous at the same time. It's a tough job to do alright.

Sadly, on the generic **** gets promoted in the mainstream music industry anyways. To promote healthy growth of lyrics, it's best if you stick to the evolution of your own ideals, I'd say. That way, even if the lyrics aren't cutting edge, they can stay organically true. That way, they'll be at least better than ****.

02-17-2009, 12:20 PM	#1 (permalink)
chard Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: england Posts: 390	stoned tears falling down my face so hard being a part of the human race have no home im in a strange place a very long journey to fast a pace cant decide on where to go disabling me got me down low pain n suffering sure to folloe all these years alive with nout to show out of my head sick of this my life turns n twists out of my head all this crap feel like im falling without a saftey strap nomore sunshine nomore joy had so many play me like a toy giving up my will to live death is a blessing nomore to give now all my blood rushing to my head wrists cut blood all over the bed goodbye today no more tomorrows goodbye to all my sorrows now im cold stoned dead on my bed covered in my favourite colour red.

08-03-2009, 05:02 PM	#2 (permalink)
Tidusauron12 Groupie Join Date: Aug 2009 Posts: 18	Reading this thread, it makes me realize how hard it is to be a good songwriter. Trying to be new and creative while not being ridiculous at the same time. It's a tough job to do alright. Sadly, on the generic ** gets promoted in the mainstream music industry anyways. To promote healthy growth of lyrics, it's best if you stick to the evolution of your own ideals, I'd say. That way, even if the lyrics aren't cutting edge, they can stay organically true. That way, they'll be at least better than **.