Original Songs - Blog Posts

I’ve made myself small

Answered every call

Now here are we

Backs against the wall

I was once/am a yes, a people pleaser

“Helping” others I was more than eager

Agreed to everything to my demise

Now all I know I must criticize

I didn’t learn through all the pain

The emotional rollercoasters, the crushing shame,

That me myself I’m way too unselfish

Nothing I have, is anything I own.

I keep the peace that’s all I’m good for,

I can’t explain what I need or what I’m here for

Smile for everyone, and reach out my hands

But in the end, I’m always alone again.

Why do I bother, why can’t I live?

When every choice I make gets twisted to shit?

I drop all my cares, I’m like a stone to a river, living my life only to be disturbed by others.

My own emotions are at the wheel, yet they are held at gun point at every waking moment, smiling and staying quiet out of fear of being a disappointment.

When will it be my turn? Who controls the fight or flight? I’ll stay here, under the water, until the surface is in sight.

I’ve put myself last, just like everyone else.

How am I to know, when I don’t even know myself?

Thats pretty good for just a silly song about vampires

A silly song a I wrote about Vampires:P

I caught your eyes following a light seeping through somewhere behind me.

A velvatine dream, a skeleton scene, violent dinning, stay the night in Reanne.

Your hair tucked politely behind your ear; A single strand falls and it all turns clear. Within a black fog, a shallow song.

I'll always be your dog.

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Teeth sharp, striving for a taste. Never have you ever, but I'm not losing faith. A saccharine case, a motive displaced. I see Dhalias sprouting instead of your face.

Midsummer- rotting away with the others.

Fangs against your skin, I restrain myself so I won't be alone. I admire you too much, yet you're scared of my touch.

Murderous urge; shadows taking turns.

Oh how lovely it would be to meet you when the sun begins to rise. Too bad I'll burn.

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I caught your eye, staring into the night.

Slipping into some narrow hall, shadows fly away.

A fever dream, a polaroid scene. Black and white shades unto the night. Somehow the graveyard feels so bright.

Creatures crawl out from their slumber.

Stake lobotomy, sacrifice another. I see flowers fill the tunnel.

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Midsommer- rotting away with the others.

Fangs against your skin, you're the only thing that matters.

I think you love too much, yet you're scared of me.

Wouldn't it be grand if we, if I could see.

I want to meet you when the sky begins to turn.

Quite a shame. It's too bad I'll burn.