wrote this just now in the forum message box trying to get myself inspired.... free flowing and going.

rickin rockin
tickin tockin brip rbrip bram!
I'm in a transss....welll....carrrr...and im so down
my brains fell to sleep

everything I know,
everything I see, it all feels so deep

but it feels so bland,
like sand through my hands,
Its slipping out the door
Its so hard to tell what I'm doing any more.

auto piolets taken control
its out of my reach
I can't do what I want
or even walk proud on my two feet.

I'm failing myself
and thats all that matters
and I don't care what you think
But if I don't pull myself together
my soul will be on the street.

forever dead is my head
if i could only think
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pink floyd inspired? lol

its good for like on the spot lyrics

not pink floyd inspired.

Just life inspired really...
haha nice bro i like it, i actually wrote a little riff to go along with it and it sounds sick, haha too bad i didn't write it
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haha nice bro i like it, i actually wrote a little riff to go along with it and it sounds sick, haha too bad i didn't write it

thanks man, thats great to hear someone else is digging my lyrics.

it about how I feel my brain is dead.
It just doesn't work like it used it.
its all spaced out...and crowded with everything but myself.
I don't feel like me anymore....like its out of my control.

like I've blacked out for years and stil am.
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Uh... You should probably stop trying to force it.
And... get some paper or something. And use that.

1st of all thanks for the comment

It alright if you don't like it....its alright if you do.

I didn't force it at all

It was really Spontaneous.

I didn't know what I was going to write about, I just typed and thats what came out, and I like that.
maybe i'm exhausted, maybe i just lost it
maybe i should pick up a pen and try 'n force it...

Free writing works best when you do know what you want to write about. Not so much what the content will be, but at least the subject. Of course, during the actual writing you may get sidetracked and start talking about other things, but that's alright, cuz it's stream of consciousness.

It's muddled, but in post 5 you try to describe it. If this is a serious attempt, work on what you wrote for 5 and scrap the initial one.
the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn