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11-01-2011, 02:58 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Nov 2011
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Whatcha Think
Lyrics for a song I wrote with a friend of mine.
Screaming at Dead Trees Your eyes are smokey Like a cloud But The Way You Look Is so loud Because You started preachin From a mountain You Struck a stone Turned it into a fountain Chorus: Your screaming at dead trees And their dieing leaves You yell at the weeds At the birds and the bees. Just like a mirage You leave as fast as I see you. Just like an illusion This is no solution. You make promises You never can keep. I'm tired of halucinations Their roots aren't very deep. (Chorus) Bridge: I think you've proven To all but yourself. You're all alone There is no one else. (solo) (Chorus) |
01-05-2012, 07:15 PM | #2 (permalink) |
Blastphemist the Xist
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Kinda short, but the lines are good. You should try to add to it, I really only see a verse.
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02-21-2012, 12:27 AM | #3 (permalink) |
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Little Janie
(The stuff above the verses are just the signal for riff changes. They were for my band. Lol, too lazy to go through and delete them. :P) (R1) She was a young girl Went by the name of Janie And People added “Little” To her name With her red hair Straight without a curl Her and her innocence Were one and the same (R1) It was a long day For Little Janie So she went upstairs To draw a bath. She took off her shirt Saw her bruises in the mirror Underneath a mix of Blood and dirt. (R2) They had come about By the bastard she called daddy. What else can I say? This never would’ve happened If her eyes were on the floor And she didn’t look at him The wrong way (R1) She sat there Curled up in a ball As hot water heated her skin. And her warm blood Trickled down her wrist She never could seem to win (R1) She held her breath Ducked her head under the surface As the water turned to red. She clinched her eyes shut And let out a scream. She wanted it all out Of her head! (R2) Little Janie walked across the floor. Climbed in her bed And someone opened her door. Her daddy walked in with that look On his face And Janie knew he was dreaming From his Waist! (R2) He crawled in her bed And put his hand on her hip. Little Janie started quivering her lip. She yelled, “Please Stop!” But he didn’t care. He created this hellish nightmare! (R1) Janie died Late one night It was an overdose. Clear as daylight. But was it on purpose Who can say? She had to handle it Her own way (R3) But there’s something You didn’t know before And that’s that this same thing Happened just next door. |
02-24-2012, 01:33 AM | #4 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Feb 2012
Location: Tennessee
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I've actually heard them perform it. The music is a little different than what you'd expect. The basic riff through the song is something like Am, Dm, Am, E played in a shuffle type deal. One quarter note for each chord. Yeah it's different than what you'd expect lol. But I like that sorta thing. It brings the same message out in new light.
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