#1
This song is called "Don't Blink", tell me what you think!

Verse 1:
Man, forget the stars I can see my name engraved in the night sky
By sattellites!
I’ll send a rocket to the sun and blow it away,
You don’t need it anyway!
You can always be enlightened by my glow,
Just come see my show!
And if you’re feeling lucky and I’m feeling just a bit generous,
I’d grace you with a kiss, of color
And paint your body tan
Just be my biggest fan!

Chorus 1:
Hey world, don’t blink, I’m the next big thing!
Hey world, don’t blink, I’m the next big thing!
Hey world, don’t blink, I’m the next big thing!
Hey world, don’t blink!

Verse 2:
There is a child in his bed tonight,
with his skull beneath the sheets, and headphones in his ears,
Secretly listening to his tunes, even though his parents begged go to bed.
But he won’t because he can’t
He lies there and dreams while still awake, completely unaware
Of the music pouring out the speakers and filling the air.
He’s thinking long and hard about himself,
Reflecting on his day and those things he could have said.
Then all of a sudden his attention shifts back to the music,
And he hears my voice say:

Chorus 2:
Hey kid, don’t blink, you’re just like me!
Hey kid, don’t blink, you’re just like me!
Hey kid, don’t blink, you’re just like me!
Hey kid, don’t blink!


Verse 3:
The next day finds the kid in his room seated at his desk,
Studying for his next test.
His music is playing soft and neutral but then he hears his favorite part;
All concentration falls apart!
He feels the energy contained within, so he pumps the volume,
And watches it shake the room!
Then just as always for the kid, the day shifts to night,
And the night goes on and on and on until light bleeds into frame,
This kid and I are the same: both insomniacs
and hopelessly insane!

Chorus 3:
Hey kid, don’t blink, you’ll miss something!
Hey kid, don’t blink, you’ll miss something!
Hey kid, don’t blink, you’re just like me!
Hey kid, don’t blink!

Bridge:
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!

(Epic guitar break)

Outro:
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!
I can see my name engraved in the night sky, not by stars but by satellites!
#2
I was expecting weeping angels, there were no weeping angels.

Yeah, it's cool. It's different than what I write and listen to, so I don't really know how to take it. But I like it.
#3
Not sure if trolling or doesn't' realize he rewrote a country song from 2 years ago
Whether I am a hungry rabbit or a frightened carrot, my home is the same.
#5
Uh, it's like a combination of Don't Blink by Kenny Chesney and Rodney Atkins' Watching You. Both are country songs.
Whether I am a hungry rabbit or a frightened carrot, my home is the same.
#6
Quote by dontstopblevin
Uh, it's like a combination of Don't Blink by Kenny Chesney and Rodney Atkins' Watching You. Both are country songs.


...not sure if lazy and didn't bother to read my lyrics, or if just rediculously misguided. I mean seriously, these two songs share NOTHING in common with my lyrics!?!!? And I absolutely hate country music anyways.
#7
It's creative, but in my opinion has some rhythm issues.
It tells a story, like a poem. Which I like.
Not really my cup of joe, but it's different, which is good.
#8
The bad

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