#1
I wrote this in all of 2 hours, want to know what people thought of it. I just wrote all the stuff going on in my life at the time and all of it fell into place. It's how after all the BS in the day, you always have the guitar to go back to when you go home.

Looking back, just another day
Where everything seems to feel the same.
Life passing by vanilla and grey
You just want those memories to go away
I can finally see the light at the end
Letting it all go, and just giving in
Cos This ride we call life’s been so unsteady
But The load I hold, The burden too heavy

Now nothing to do but play the 6 string
Cos music’s my life, the only steady thing
Music will be the only love in my heart
And nothing will ever tear us apart
For all the hardships I may endure
Strumming those strings is the only cure
No matter how deep or dark the hole may be
Open your mind and heart and the blind will see

Look out the window sitting inside
Feel so helpless, got nowhere to hide
Bottle it up, but I can’t let go
Cos these are the things that she needs to know
No one to talk to, stuck in a hole
Keep falling for you and you alone.
This girls in my head just playing games,
But I never want to see you again.

These are the people who gave me a chance
This is for the ones who said I can’t
This is the only family where I belong
They gave me the guts to even play this song.
To the future, don’t know what else I’d have done
Downward and deep my life would’ve spun
Playing late at night is my only escape
Cos the only joy left in life is the music I make.

My life spiraling right down the drain
Would taking a life take away the pain
This is the night, my all time low
I’m over The Edge, it was the final blow
Letting everyone down but mostly myself
Lost all respect for everyone else
Only one shot was all it took
It was all for granted my life mistook.

End of the Day, I go sit in bed.
With All these things wandering through my head
Pick up the guitar and start to play.
And realize this is how to get away.

It’s the only way to escape.
I called myself Joe Strummer 'cos I could either play all six strings at once, or none of them at all.

-Joe Strummer


She had to go 'cos she didn't know who Joe Strummer was.
#2
Quote"End of the Day, I go sit in bed.
With All these things wandering through my head
Pick up the guitar and start to play.
And realize this is how to get away.

It’s the only way to escape."

F**cking Awsome...It's like you read my mind...this how everyday ends for me.
#3
Quote by brandon muir
Quote"End of the Day, I go sit in bed.
With All these things wandering through my head
Pick up the guitar and start to play.
And realize this is how to get away.

It’s the only way to escape."

F**cking Awsome...It's like you read my mind...this how everyday ends for me.


glad you liked that, man. The whole song was just a big vent sesh over a few hours about all the shit going on in my life, and how in the end, none of it really matters.
I called myself Joe Strummer 'cos I could either play all six strings at once, or none of them at all.

-Joe Strummer


She had to go 'cos she didn't know who Joe Strummer was.