Hey this is Faunbard and im doing a rock/metel songwriting contest. If you were in my last one, quit that and come to this because i wasnt that all specific. RULES no vulger or inappropiate lyrics Please do not have it be super long include tital and username Deadline- Dec 25 looking for how catchy it is, if it rymes right and if it has a good begining, chorus and end ROCK ON! Optional- include link to a video that shows your song so i know what it sounds like Optional- include subgenre. examp- soft rck, metalic, ect. i think thats all so ill leave it to you guys!
Beginning Just sayin. I could make a rock song about how important spelling is. Maybe some would learn? Or at least get Firefox or Google Chrome. They spell check.
It's 4am, and I'm staring at the ceiling again Drifting somewhere in between realities Another day, another wasteful night As curtain thin walls drown the noise This is what they seem to call paradise But from where I lie I see plastered Faces in my window. Faces in my window.
And can't you see that I'm not sleeping? I'm somewhere caught between What you told me, and how I answered Don't sit there and lie to me... 'Cause I'm no longer sleeping.
Dawn is coming over the horizon And here I am wide awake, again. Today is, just like any other, Where my bloodshot eyes are unfocused On that old plywood floor. And I hear the sounds of those plastered faces Knocking at my door!
And can't you see that I'm not sleeping? I'm somewhere caught between What you told me, and how I answered Don't sit there and lie to me... 'Cause I'm no longer sleeping.
I'm no longer sleeping, I'm not longer sleeping I'm no longer sleeping, no longer sleeping
And can't you see that I'm not sleeping? I'm somewhere caught between What you told me, and how I answered Don't sit there and lie to me... 'Cause I'm no longer sleeping.
Don't sit there and lie to me I can hear those plastered faces whisper, In the sound of your voice I'm no longer sleeping...
The friend of a friend died And it gives me chills To know that Iâve lied Could I be the next killed Wrapped in a white sheet Fresh from the morgue Was she ever beat Did she hear enough chords What makes a life And what made hers The grass is greener on the other side But leaving still hurts The best feeling of all Is being able to reminisce But it still hurts when we fall Still hard not to miss Those that we love When theyâve been taken away All just because Our âGodâ had his way
Iâm not asking why Just wondering how He chose who died Then and who dies now My friendâs become cold âCause of what sheâs been through Her friend wasnât old Enough to die you I bet you know what itâs like To wanna die âCause you know that you might But youâre still here and so am I I donât even know How she bit the dust Not well I guess so Iâll never ask if I must It just doesnât seem fair That they go and we stay Each wishing we were there To with the other remain
To with the other remain! All just because Our âGodâ had his way
