I actually made an instrumental to 2 songs I wrote. This is the first actual song I have wrote (My other attempts were poorly structured/blatant rip-offs of other songs)
Elements Lyrics
Starts off soft, like the wind on your face
Warm like a fire in a fireplace
It flows smooth like the water in a gentle stream
Then you shake it up, this is not what it seems
It goes hard like a hurricane
The gentle fire's now an open flame
It's taking over like a massive storm
Hold on tight...you've been warned...
We'll build this sound from the ground and to this beat we'll be bound
This jam so fly we in the air, come dance with us (if you dare)
With the passion of fire in our hearts, we'll t-t-tear apart
Like water we move so freely, come dance with us and you'll see...
Elements; Enough to bring you down to your knees
Elements; Like the winds on open seas
Elements; Enough to break you down
Elements; Like a quake upon the ground
Elements...Elements
It tears the club like the force of a raging gale
It gets you hot; it won't ever fail
It moves your feet, feel the beat, rushing like a flood
It gets you dirty like it's made of mud
Brace yourself cause were headed for the eye
But it's okay; we'll be alright
Fell it inside and let it take control
Fell it in your mind, body, and soul
We'll build this sound from the ground and to this beat we'll be bound
This jam so fly we in the air, come dance with us (if you dare)
With the passion of fire in our hearts, we'll t-t-tear apart
Like water we move so freely, come dance with us and you'll see...
Elements; Enough to bring you down to your knees
Elements; Like the winds on open seas
Elements; Enough to break you down
Elements; Like a quake upon the ground
Elements...Elements
Now it's calm in the middle of the storm
Now it's safe; it's quiet and warm
After this it'll be a hell of a ride
Bet you'll have...the time of your life...
Elements; Enough to bring you down to your knees
Elements; Like the winds on open seas
Elements; Enough to break you down
Elements; Like a quake upon the ground
Elements; Enough to bring you down to your knees
Elements; Like the winds on open seas
Elements; Enough to break you down
Elements; Like a quake upon the ground
I wrote a chorus the other day, it goes like this:
You left..and now I am okay
AWWWWWW *screams like Legend X on NMT*
You're a ****ing prick
Now I'm gonna eat your dick
that's all really
Not everyone posting sexual lyrics. Be right back getting mine.
Back, and I got it.
Sixty-nine
[Verse]
I saw you ‘cross the room, you were talkin’ with your clique
But the first thing I noticed was you got a nice smile
I heard you’re in a band, and you only perform rock
You can play your album while I’m on top of your car
Shooting stars in the sky, mixed with some whiskey and rum
But the only thing I wanna taste is your white gum
So minty, and so nice with all the stars overhead
But I think I wanna do something else instead
I can hardly focus with it on my mind
Something about you is so hard to find
I think that you are one of a kind
Oh, I know it’s...sixty-nine.
[Hook]
Sixty-nine dollars spent at the restaurant
Sixty-nine dollars spent just for you to flaunt
Sixty-nine dollars spent on the motel
Sixty-nine minutes spent...
[Chorus]
Sixty-nine, sixty-nine, sixty sixty sixty-nine
Sixty-nine, sixty-nine, sixty sixty sixty-nine
What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine
Sixty-nine, sixty-nine, sixty sixty sixty-nine
Sixty-nine, sixty-nine, sixty sixty sixty-nine
Sixty-nine, sixty-nine, sixty sixty sixty-nine
What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine
Sixty-nine, sixty-nine, sixty sixty sixty-nine
I should write another song like Americanization. I made an artsy video and I was just talking in a recorder for a dramatic background. I could probably take this and turn it into a song
What is the meaning of life?
No one knows that answer.
It's a very good question, but no one knows the answer.
You have to figure that out on your own, and choose your destiny.
Religion is a possibility, but it could be a huge lie.
Science isn't perfect.
Life isn't perfect.
OMG I JUST THOUGHT OF A #1 HIT I COULD WRITE FOR A FEMALE ARTIST.
Holidays Sex Song! LMAO.
"I been a lil naughty, I want you to eat my cooki-e
Santa Clause don't make me wait, burst my chimn-ey
I'll drink the eggnog (keyword for *** ) when it's all said and done,
just put me on your list for this one night, hun."
VERSE 1
The pain that I feel is never this deep,
Emotions, tears, sorrow in my sleep.
Five years of heartbreak, a fool I was,
Being the charming snake - the thing he does.
Crawling back to you would be all I ever know,
I could see myself catering - is it what I owe?
Am I stupid? Am I dumb? Am I the only one who knows his heart?
It's like being "that guy --" I never want to part.
CHORUS
Facing a decision, I already know what's best
My friends and family tell me that I should let it go.
The sensational pain that I put myself through is desperately worth the passion I get from you
I need him. Yes, indeed, I need him.
He's my drug, he's my love?
He's the one that fits me like a glove
I guess it's a dangerous path, but, I need him
He's my better half
Lana ******** on you hoes,
******** while getting dough,
Sold out shows, every show,
Tell me, tell me, when will yours?
Critics pressed, hipsters mad,
Y'all haters can kiss her ass,
H&M, Versace and jaguar too,
Triple platinum, there's nothing you can do,
But I got a question for you!
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your fave?
Lana ******** on you hoes,
******** while getting dough,
Sold out shows, every show,
Tell me, tell me, when will yours?
Critics pressed, hipsters mad,
Y'all haters can kiss her ass,
H&M, Versace and jaguar too,
Triple platinum, there's nothing you can do,
But I got a question for you!
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your fave?
Lana ******** on you hoes,
******** while getting dough,
Sold out shows, every show,
Tell me, tell me, when will yours?
Critics pressed, hipsters mad,
Y'all haters can kiss her ass,
H&M, Versace and jaguar too,
Triple platinum, there's nothing you can do,
But I got a question for you!
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your faaaave, when will she tell me, tell me, tell me.
When will your fave?