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Beat: http://renrok.bandcamp.com/track/home-f ... i-morrison (Will record this eventually)
I wrote this a couple months back, Haven't written anything complete since (I go through these creative 'spurts', I'm sure many of you do too). I do have a few works in progress, Maybe I'll share them later. I've been writing for several years, but since 2010 It's been very sporadic so I may be a bit rusty
Verse 1: Taking life by the balls, with these demons on my backbone
Anticipating the panic attacks, I wanna go home
And wrap myself in a cocoon of Minnesota snow
and sip, from this bottle of empty dreams as I let go
of my aspirations and detach, from my affiliations
So I won't get em' back
And with a certain degree, of uncertainy,
Make the walls cave in upon my hellish enemies
While I spread my wings and fly across the sky
Running away from my impending demise
Repressing the memories of the lies
I told myself & sold myself to my guilty pleasures
that dwell, within my soul and feed off of my treasures
They make me scream and quiver, free flowing like a river
While I'm taking shots of whiskey; damaging my liver
But Now I finally feel like I'm home
Building upon my new foundation alone
(No Chorus yet, I add those later)
Verse 2: I'm enslaved to your fallacy by ball & chain
Repressed so much of my emotion that I forgot my name
Hardwired my brain to think like they do
Puppet masters controlling the sheep like voodoo
Burning my candle at both ends, but it all depends
On how I treat my family and all of my friends
A good deed goes a long away
As long as I stay
Within the parameters of my insanity
'Cause a nervous breakdown could happen any day now
And you can't wipe the tears off of this sad clown
The damaging affliction is already set in stone
The hunchback of MN, making his way back home
Feeling safe and sheltered, but cautious and paranoid
A camera thief; watching you with a Polaroid
Adrenaline rush to the BRAIN like a steroid
Blood rushing thru VEINS, I try to avoid
Any sort of triggers, enticing a relapse
Cold and bitter with these chills running down my back
Now dead set on my destination
Crack all the frustration
And arise from the simulation
So there you go. Lol any thoughts? Construction criticism is welcomed