Tag: lyrical

First Love, Second Amendment

Shall not be infringed.

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King Tut (Rap)

A spoken-word piece about itself! This one's experimental.

The Girl with the Green Hat

'Never will I ever Allow myself to be So dimwitted and unclever As to love someone but me!' This I did repeat, Each and every time I've hurt. Relieving words to speak, But daft to think; absurd. Going through my new routine, Buried in my bitter woes, I recall this face that I had seen, ...

Burn, Baby.

Shes got a leather jacket, And it's done up nice. Yeah, sunglasses, cigarettes, Sin and vice. Vodka tonic? Yeah, she's on it; Light on ice. Her blood freezes when she pleases, And she's ready to fight. Burn, baby. Burn, baby, Yeah, its your turn, baby. Her, baby. Her, baby, Just don't be scared, baby. Burn, ...

Could You Write Me a Song?

Write me a song, Just promise it's not about love. Yeah, write me a song About sadness or madness, Or drunken what-have-its Or drugs. Recall all the sad things; The inane little ramblings Of poems and songs You would write all day long And the tears. Oh, just eight months ago, When your life was ...

My Fucking Tantrum, Mine

Why couldn't you believe in me? Would it really have been that fuckin' hard? Why couldn't you just leave me be? Why did you even try so fuckin' hard? If you only meant to leave me? If you only meant to leave me?! This is all a bunch of bullshit! Fuck it! I don't even ...

Sunken Costs

The words on the walls tell me: To go on. And the voices that cast From the top of the mast say to Row on I follow a compass that leads from my heart I see how the waves here may tear me apart And I know. I know. The sound of the waves Keeps ...

The Jester’s Weather

Tell me, have you ever put some thought into the weather, What's between you and far away? Have you ever seen the masses, And imagined all the caskets, As they're buried in the pouring rain? To me these things are vivid, My blood boils and I'm livid At the thought that there is something else ...

Take it Slow

This feeling, as I tell it In a song or as I yell it, Does it matter If I clatter, Or if I should fall in love? I want the latter. If I can't do any better, Put my thoughts into some letters, Write a poem or a song. "LA LA LA" String along, string ...