Thread: Lyrics

I used to write lyrics and poems. I got tired to do it everyday, so now I only write when I'm feeling very annoyed or angry at something.
I don't get angry or annoyed easily any more. Needless to say I haven't written anything in a couple of months.

I used to write quite a lot, but I had no inspiration for doing so.

I really should write though, I have skill I believe.

My motivation comes from everything

In fact, some of the stuff i write, I dont even expirience, sometimes i pick up other people shouting their emotions out...and i put them down for them...on a subconcious level, its like other peoples expiriences/emotions are flowing into my head, and out my pen...and it comes to me at the strangest times...

I want to share some with you guys, but i dont know, I think i may pursue a career with my lyrics and my voice...

To resist is to piss in the wind.
Anyone who does will end up smelling.
Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling.
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i write music...techno/trance tho...no lyrics yet, as i always find it hard to put into words the emotions i sometimes want to portray...even the feelings my music portrays are weak...but i wish i could write lyrics

yeah, some techno/transe has some kind of emotion into it. perhaps sexual, yeah its sexual...at least thats how i interpret the emotion given off by it.

There is a fist pressing against
Anyone who thinks something compelling.
Our intuit were taught to deny, and our soul were told is for selling
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ya, i recently tried to write a song w/ lyrics to it...it sucked ...actually recently all my music sucks...T.T

Certain artists i admire, kind of helped me get on my feet, its not like i copy them or use the same stuff, but they are role models to me in a way, mainly Incubus, as im sure everyone knows. Another is 'Taking Back Sunday'.

I’m building an antenna, transmissions will be sent when I’m through
Maybe we’ll meet again further down the river,
and share what we’ve both discovered…
then revel in the view.
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Originally posted by Lowercase Society
My motivation comes from everything

In fact, some of the stuff i write, I dont even expirience, sometimes i pick up other people shouting their emotions out...and i put them down for them...on a subconcious level, its like other peoples expiriences/emotions are flowing into my head, and out my pen...and it comes to me at the strangest times...

I want to share some with you guys, but i dont know, I think i may pursue a career with my lyrics and my voice...

To resist is to piss in the wind.
Anyone who does will end up smelling.
Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling.

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Quit teasing, I want to see your work! We all do

alright, im very cautious about my work, i just...oh well...

GRAVITY...by me

Energetic resonations, flowing from your open circuits…
Can I plug myself in? and read all your fears that you keep locked away.
Just as the world is tugging at the safe that locks them tightly away,
Gravity is pulling your finger closer to the gun pointed at your head.

The epidemic of hate that resides in what’s left your soul,
Starts right where you buried all your fears
But did you trade reason for abandonment
And in the depths, did you seal the last of your emotions?

as you look down the shafted barrel, you live your life again
In an instant, and all your fears escape throw the circuits, and as I absorb them,
I feel the gravity pulling harder than I thought possible
…its not to late, im at your doorstep, lunging for your life.

Life altering decisions made in an instant, define us as humanity.
the current of the ocean is shifted, a butterfly flaps its wings;
a nebula is born, the bullet is let loose into the air.

But gravity has its own perverse intentions, and I never thought you would point it at me.
I came to save you, but I ended up dying for you.
Fate, also has its perverse irony.

The sun reluctantly rises on a red blanket of loosely figured clouds,
I raise my head to see, and you are standing there over my body.
I was still bleeding and you did not even care to hold the wound.
Best friends, we know that’s a bunch of bullshit.

I wake up, in a cold sweat; I know what has to be done.
But as I raise my head to proceed, you are already here…
And I find myself staring down a shafted barrel.
The words poor out of my mouth like a waterfall, and I am now connected to you
I understand what you fear my friend, it is deeper than I thought.
but now we are connected, and that’s a start to end all beginnings.
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Betrayal...by me

These thorns around my heart, you hands around my neck, the
One single word that forms itself into conciseness screams betrayal.

My love, your heart, my back, your knife, two simple words scream broken trust,
And as I look into a pool of water and blood…
I realize; my eyes, the tears, my heart, the blood.

These thorns, my heart, your hands, my throat, this
Knife in my back is killing me inside,
And as you walk away, once again, I scream…
Silently-gazing, my eyes set upon your back
And as your silhouette fades to black, I feel
The pain rising up again, and I feel the tears
Running down the same cheeks you used to kiss goodnight,
And I wonder, why me!?………..why me.

Now Im starring into this half empty bottle, with blurry eyes
From the drinkin, from the cryin,
And I see someone on my horizon, is it you?
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Deception...by me.

The aerodynamics of your tongue provide the perfect shelter for deceptions.
Those who dwell in the perverted safeguard of what they think is your affection,
End up, ambiguously circumventing those whom they love,
Avoiding affection with anyone else.

Eventually, humanity will be corrupted by this behavior, and it has to end tonight.
Did you think we would take this lying down?
But, as irony has it, your own lying nature, has found its way right back to you.

To laugh at this stupidity would be diminishing of my own honor, but
A grin is appropriate. You marvel in your misleading creations, and
Fear nothing, you even believe that you are not in danger,
In danger from the ones that you hurt so deep.

Vindicating acts of revenge laugh in your face,
But you still think this is just another misleading prevaricate.

Surprise, we’ve got you now, locked up under lock and key.
How does it feel to be the one on display, to be the one looking from the inside out, and finally, how does it feel to be laughed at?
To be disrespected for the very reason you exist is what you deserve.

You know now, the repercussions of your actions…they echo, and
Cause an avalanche in your own mislead life.

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...so...?

I dig my toes into the sand…
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds
Strewn across a blue blanket
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I like the second one...though I usually don't like reading lyrics or poems...however there are a few I think are really cool. but see.. I'm more into art.

Hatter, I really like his style, but I haven't read alot of his stuff...from what I have read I just love his style. he does art more though. (link)

I would write myself, but I always end up ruining whatever I'm writing after so many lines...it gets worse and worse and eventually dies. -.- but I bet I could write some cool stuff if I tried hard enough.

yeah, the second one is FULL of bitterness/pain.

I lean against the wind,
Pretend that I am weightless,
And in this moment I am happy…[/b]

oh! and i just KNEW that you would post that you liked the second one, its a paperdoll ep song, sorta...