#1
A song I wrote quite a while ago. Haven't bothered to put it on here until now. C4C as well if you want but I'm really terrible at crits, honestly.


Hell is a pretty face

I'm out on a rainy day of June
A Birds feathers slicked back in a white shine
And cool aqua races down its beak
I turn my back on this day of bleak

Through the puffing haze
I see an oasis of blue eyes
And around her neck wrapped a red lace
Yes, hell is a pretty face
Hell is a pretty face

Nature's spit drums on the concrete
It's acquaintance tree leaves take a slash at me
And a hot growl thunders from above
I turn my back when I've seen enough

Through the puffing haze
I see an oasis of blue eyes
And around her neck wrapped a red lace
Yes, hell is a pretty face
Hell is a pretty face

The flowers hang their heads in shame
Dirt crumbles under the weight of its own pain
And house roofs allow the enemy through
I turn my back as my will is not true

Through the puffing haze
I see an oasis of blue eyes
And around her neck wrapped a red lace
Yes, hell is a pretty face
Hell is a pretty face
#3
Quote by jod23
pretty good, is it intended for a song?


Yes, it is intended to be a song. I haven't written the chords yet though.