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    The Drugs You Try

    You think it normal to snort cocaine,
    but you don't see the effects on your brain.

    You think it's normal to shoot up your vain,
    but you don't see the effects of your pain.

    The drugs go in as the life runs out,
    when I say quit lies are all you spout.

    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.
    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.

    Your new obsession is the opioid,
    it takes away the pain that you avoid.

    You can't beat it, you just repeat it,
    take more and more till you're on the floor.

    Drugs get you high while you are down,
    but you need to quit before you drown.

    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.
    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.

    Your new favorite may be heroin,
    but you're the one we'll be bury'en

    Drugs are a master that lords over you,
    drugs are a disaster that poured over you.

    Your brain loves and thrives on all the surges,
    why can't you fight or control your urges?

    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.
    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.

    Your new desire may be the amphetamine,
    but when will you choose to come clean.

    It's the Drugs you abuse and you keep taking,
    It's the Drugs you abuse that your mind is baking.

    You need to quit and that's no doubt.
    Just walk away and win that bout.

    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.
    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.

    You won't quit, you say it's obsession,
    but I just want a little progression.

    You say you'll stop and leave that impression,
    but I just wonder if it's just repression.

    You want to quit, you make that concession,
    but I won't believe it, only see digression.

    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.
    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.
    You stopped eating and you're so thin,
    you look so hollow and have washed out skin.

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    Here is another;

    Size 12 boot

    As he makes me work the stripper pole,
    it eats away at my now cursed soul.
    He was in prison but is now on parole,
    I'm the one that feels the bottom sole.

    Who can call me wise,
    with my two black eyes.
    Who can say he tries,
    as he cut's me down to size.

    He's got a damn size 12 boot and when
    he get's to kickin, it's me that takes the lickin.
    Which leaves me no doubt,
    when the next one's in, I'll be out!
    When the next one's in, I'll be out!

    When he gets on a roll,
    It's me that takes the toll.
    When he starts to loose control,
    it's him I can't cajole.

    As I look at all the burns,
    I see how life turns.
    He can give the lessons,
    but it's me that never learns.

    He's got a damn size 12 boot and when
    he get's to kickin, it's me that takes the lickin.
    Which leaves me no doubt,
    when the next one's in, I'll be out!
    When the next one's in, I'll be out!

    I want to leave but I stick around,
    I'm in for a penny, I'm in for a pound.
    I dream about when I'd skip town,
    but I'm addicted to the put down.

    He will hug the bowl,
    but he won't hug me.
    He will hold control,
    but he won't hold me.

    He's got a damn size 12 boot and when
    he get's to kickin, it's me that takes the lickin.
    Which leaves me no doubt,
    when the next one's in, I'll be out!
    When the next one's in, I'll be out!

    When the next one's in, I'll be out!
    When the next one's in, I'll be out!
    When the next one's in, I'll be out!
    When the next one's in, I'll be out!

    ---------- Update ----------

    And another;

    The Tide Pod Song

    I don't eat no tide pod
    cause I ain't no pide tod.
    lickity lick, lickity lick,
    lickity lick, lickity lick.

    If you eat them once or twice,
    You might find them oh so nice.
    They can give you washed out cramps,
    But can't buy'em with the food stamps.
    lickity lick, lickity lick.
    lickity lick, lickity lick.

    Don't put them in the dishwasher,
    Don't put the dish pod in the laundry.
    The dishes just taste all soapy,
    And you walk around all dowpy
    lickity lick, lickity lick
    lickity lick, lickity lick

    I don't eat no tide pod
    cause I ain't no pide tod.
    I don't eat no tide pod
    cause I ain't no pide tod.
    lickity lick, lickity lick,
    lickity lick, lickity lick.

    Put wicked deep bass solo here.

    I don't like them any way,
    I won't eat them, it's ok.
    If that is what you want to do,
    I am here to catch the spew.
    lickity lick, lickity lick
    lickity lick, lickity lick

    If you want to hand them out,
    I will take one there's no doubt.
    I will give it to my girl,
    And she can do my laundry!!!!

    I don't eat no tide pod,
    cause I ain't no pide tod.
    I don't eat no tide pod,
    cause I ain't no pide tod!!!

    ---------- Update ----------

    Not done yet,

    Prima Donna

    Her name is Prima Donna, she's the master of pain.
    Don't let her come near you, she will drive you insane.

    You open the closet, out pops the pansexual.
    Depending on circumstances, out can be contextual.

    She can be arrogant, vain, or just plain bitchy.
    Push the wrong button and you'll see her more witchy.

    The Time has come and the times do change.
    The Time has come and the times do change.

    His name is Prima Donna, he's the master of pain.
    Don't let him come near you, he will drive you insane.

    You close the closet, inside can be reflexual.
    Depending on advances, in can be psychosexual.

    He can be valger, violent, or just plain scarey.
    Show him some love and you could be blessed with a fiery.

    The time has come and the times did change.
    The time has come and the times did change.

    We all can be Prima Donnas, and the masters of our own pain.
    If you let me come near you, we can drive away obsurdly inane.

    You open your arms and the magnetism is sexual.
    Based on attraction we couldn't remain asexual.

    If we can be happy, together, and embrace the glitchy.
    Depending on changes, together we're not twitchy.

    Our time has come even if the rules remain.
    Our time has come don't let prejudice reign.
    Our time has come even if the rules remain.
    Our time has come don't let prejudice reign.

    Prima Donna I'm still sane.
    Prima Donna I'm still sane.

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    You'll do better to post your lyrics at a site aimed towards songwriters and collaborations.
    You can try this place for a start: Forums - Muse Songwriters Message Board
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