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Josh English
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I was having so much fun reading other people lyrics and other people opinions of them that I thought I'd post the lyrics to one of my own songs and see what people think. Here goes...
Song to Myself
I stumble along on the bring of destruction
While telephone books and religious abductions
Corroding the mind of the people who believe what they say
And I sacrifice blood and I sacrifice sweat
For a pat on the back and lit cigarette
And the fan’s that would just as quickly walk away
And what do you think that you’re doing now?
With your heart attack and your love at first sight
There’s nothing for me to think about
But still something keeps me up at night
Late when I’m writing in bed before sleep
These casual nightmares, they don’t come cheap
I must offer up my sense of who I am
And if you see me one day and I look like I’ve grown
Much more mature and little more known
Maybe then we touch each other
But why am I sitting alone in my bed
Singing to my dresser who doesn’t respond
Sights and sounds pass through my head
And still I must go on
So pack up your suitcase fill your pockets with change
Don’t come back here till you think I’ve changed
I’m not changing who I am, just to play along
And although I do wish that you’d hold me sometimes
I don’t think about it all of the time
Just when I’m not playing guitar and singing songs
I bid goodbye to pleasure, goodbye to pain, I’m leaving
The only part of me I think will remain is my music
Ok so it may have a cheesy title... I was never good at naming songs... still interested in what you think.
Song to Myself
I stumble along on the bring of destruction
While telephone books and religious abductions
Corroding the mind of the people who believe what they say
And I sacrifice blood and I sacrifice sweat
For a pat on the back and lit cigarette
And the fan’s that would just as quickly walk away
And what do you think that you’re doing now?
With your heart attack and your love at first sight
There’s nothing for me to think about
But still something keeps me up at night
Late when I’m writing in bed before sleep
These casual nightmares, they don’t come cheap
I must offer up my sense of who I am
And if you see me one day and I look like I’ve grown
Much more mature and little more known
Maybe then we touch each other
But why am I sitting alone in my bed
Singing to my dresser who doesn’t respond
Sights and sounds pass through my head
And still I must go on
So pack up your suitcase fill your pockets with change
Don’t come back here till you think I’ve changed
I’m not changing who I am, just to play along
And although I do wish that you’d hold me sometimes
I don’t think about it all of the time
Just when I’m not playing guitar and singing songs
I bid goodbye to pleasure, goodbye to pain, I’m leaving
The only part of me I think will remain is my music
Ok so it may have a cheesy title... I was never good at naming songs... still interested in what you think.