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first time in this section of the message boards. wondering what people think of my lyrics. i will critique your if you link

Time-bomb/Sweet nothing (Bottom Feeder)
Where are those staples that adhere to my brain?
When I look back on those games that I lost in the rain

Would you kill me, if I over came?

Cause it seems that as of late I just think to goddamn hard
And after twenty million mile on this one-mile road I wont have got to far

What would you do, if I stayed the same?

You wrote me a letter that said
“I liked you better when you heard everything I said”
I hoped one day you would sing for me again
Like we did when you were three
We’d have thoughtful conversation about how
Nothings as good as good as it used to be
When we were children we had such beautiful taste in shit
When will this time bomb in the room cease to exist?

Well I eat my food to goddamn fast I am such a freak
And when they go to bury me my coffins gonna creak

Would you hate me if I sheltered you?

You always have the answers it seems cause I never shout
A motion to manipulate my words when I step out

I’ll use your fear against you to find truth

You wrote me a letter that said
“I liked you better when you heard everything I said”
I hoped one day you would sing for me again
Like we did when you were three
We’d have thoughtful conversation about how
Nothings as good as good as it used to be
When we were children we had such beautiful taste in shit
When will this time bomb in the room cease to exist?

So much tension in the homestead
Before the breadwinner goes to bed
And I lie awake all night wondering how I’ll do
I really hope this time explodes soon


You wrote me a letter that said
“I liked you better when you heard everything I said”
I hoped one day you would sing for me again
Like we did when you were three
We’d have thoughtful conversation about how
Nothings as good as good as it used to be
When we were children we had such beautiful taste in shit
When will this time bomb in the room cease to exist?
Lately I’ve lost
All my will to survive
And all my tragic memories
Never really came

I need something to hold on for me
Someone to watch me rust
If everyone would die for my sins
That would build my trust

Disown me
Destroy me
Become my everything

You know I love you (well)
I love to hate you
You are my sweet nothing

These are the things I think about
When I’m given to much time to think
Trade in these metaphors I will objectify
This acid rain puddle in my kitchen sink

We’re gonna get drunk on pyramid schemes
We’ll tell each other what the other did was wrong
We’ll feel much closer on these full plates
Where will I go when you are gone?

Disown me
Destroy me
Become my everything

You know I love you (well)
I love to hate you
You are my sweet nothing


You’re gonna learn psychology
You’re gonna work the market see
You’re gonna do what’s best for me
I’ll always be a bottom feeder

I’ll keep up my dirty deeds
While you convert astronomy
Into singularity
I’m a ****ing bottom feeder

I’ll practice my vagrancy
And with your virtuosity
You will live under the sea
I’ll still be the bottom feeder

You look on disapprovingly
But I’m gonna do what’s best for me
**** your life of sterility
I’m glad to be a bottom feeder

Birds, Bees, Apple Trees

These apples are my friends x3
But the tree isn’t my friend

These apples are my friends x2
But it seems lately that Mr. Tree
Steals all my carbon dioxide away from me

I know Mr. Tree that you’re just keeping me alive
But my anti-social soul would rather lay down and die
But I think rather tonight than commit suicide
I’ll see my friend Mr. bee I’ll bake him a pie

But why is it that Mr. Bee
Always tries to sting me
So I’ll just see my friends the birds
And keep on acting fine

So all of the birds can
Take up all my time
I guess that I’ll just never learn how
Not to be in like

I’ve got this insane amount of trust in people
That always seems to backfire in my time of need
I’ve got this worthless, useless love for the people
That are nowhere to be found when I start to bleed.

ENCEPHALITIS

Well there’s seaweed on your shoulders
And there’s barnacles on your arms
And all your land life drowned the ocean
While all your sea life wrecked the barn

It toppled over, it crashed, it crashed you see
And your ship has gone out to meet the tsunami
“How have you been?” tsunami said
The ship replied “I’m just fine
But these termites on my back all day sure ruin my good times”

Times like these

Well there’s seaweed on your shoulder
And the barn is on fire
There’s no hope to save the barn cats
Gonna flee to the tire yard

Well the good times are coming to push aside the dead weight
Encephalitis is approaching we will celebrate
Were all lost, were all dead
But man I think were okay
Because the gods scratch our backs and give us food when we play

Some Random snippets that haven't been turned into songs yet

1
It’ll be sixteen thousand million miles before see you again
And it only be six days till I hate your new boy friend
And it’ll be another 1000 months until I cry for me
And another hundred million years until I will agree

It’ll be nineteen hundred thirty nine before Hitler killed some Jews
And it was seventeen hundred seventy six when Britain got the news
And it was nineteen hundred ninety oh when I was born for you
But if I was born in 1984 I’d never a trusted you
2
They told me that there was no music here
So why was I dancing
They said there was no help for you here
So why were we laughing
They told you that there was no forgiveness here
So why were you happy?
They told you that death was very near
So why were you fine?

Were all lost
Were okay
We’ll be better some day
Were all cold
We are tired
We’ll get along somehow
How was it that
We were down
When the sun was shining
Proud
We are cold
Dead
Hands
Without a care in the world

This love and light came up
Like the best motorcycle driven by the coolest man
We all rejoiced and sang
We all ran up tried to shake his greedy hands
The light told a what to do
We agreed so performed on cue
The cutest little dance that ours aunts had ever seen

And it seems to me

They told me that there was no music here
So why was I dancing
They said there was no help for you here
So why were we laughing
They told you that there was no forgiveness here
So why were you happy?
They told you that death was very near
So why were you fine?

3
Don’t forget about me because I am just a box in the corner of your closet filled with tragic melodies
I cannot be controlled I forever haunt your soul and I’d like to know just where you plan on going from here
I will take you down when you least expect it in a crowded room with your friends and family
You will try to hide. You will go inside and confront the demons that have taken residence inside your mind

sorry its so long
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