i hate razors
okay, so i had this dream the other day... i think its sort of unlikely that the dream will be continued another night, but its kinda creepy. it was just so incredible. there was so much action, but there wasn't. and it was so fake yet so seemingly real at the same time. and it ended and began at just the wrong times. if i remember right the first "shot" was of a big city, and buildings slowly falling. immediately it went to the tunnels and people running. choas. and the last "shot" was when we were safe. but just for a little while. either way; out of boredum, self-amusement, and being too lazy to write any lyrics, but wanting to write, i think i'm going to make a story of it.
the last of lyrics i wrote was a few weeks ago, and they aren't even anything special. i had to push myself too hard to write anything, so i decided not to even finish, or not to even fix them up to make them "good". but i'm gonna post em. for the hell of it. comment on them if you want. maybe i'll be somewhat inspired to finish/edit..haha..
you can't keep a secret but you're good to hold the truth
hold it like your ground in battle, its all against you
sure to lose the fight but leave the scene undamaged
heres to another story where the scars and wounds are mine
and thats the way you are, reoccuring
we keep coming back for more
scream in the dark, and we hide from the shadows
the shadows of us, the ghosts of our memories
and we run from our nightmares to find each other
unaware of the fact that you're my living nightmare
but you're my favorite one, you've always been my favorite
might i add- it was one of those things, where again, i write something and later find a song (in this case the crowing by coheed) in which there are similar lyrics..
the last of lyrics i wrote was a few weeks ago, and they aren't even anything special. i had to push myself too hard to write anything, so i decided not to even finish, or not to even fix them up to make them "good". but i'm gonna post em. for the hell of it. comment on them if you want. maybe i'll be somewhat inspired to finish/edit..haha..
you can't keep a secret but you're good to hold the truth
hold it like your ground in battle, its all against you
sure to lose the fight but leave the scene undamaged
heres to another story where the scars and wounds are mine
and thats the way you are, reoccuring
we keep coming back for more
scream in the dark, and we hide from the shadows
the shadows of us, the ghosts of our memories
and we run from our nightmares to find each other
unaware of the fact that you're my living nightmare
but you're my favorite one, you've always been my favorite
might i add- it was one of those things, where again, i write something and later find a song (in this case the crowing by coheed) in which there are similar lyrics..