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cRaZy_T
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cRaZy_T | 20:36
This is a thread in which you can post songs you wrote. Basically the rules are the same as a the Poem corner..... ill post one of my songs later
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yami21
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yami21 | 17:56
your rele talented i loved your song. i try to write my own music but i suck
Rtoolhead
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Rtoolhead | 13:35
Here's the piece I wrote inspired by historical article.
It's called The Demonic Fate

His face was bleeding mixed with sweats and blood
dripping a little by little from the cut
in his bare flesh you have been whipping
grilling, dropping and pouring the acid
on this demon who you've been calling.

I just want to know
why you've been calling him that.

For now you can resume doing
what you've been doing
and be done with the verdict

Demons in my eyes exist only in fairytale
who take pleasure planting pain
in you and not the other way around.
You think you know it all and out.
You think you can decide the fate.

Once and for all
you'll be surprised how wrong you were.

For now you can resume doing
what you've been doing
and be done with the verdict.

It's hard to say what I have just set my sight on,
all the limbs from the demon were gone.
All that left was a torso covered in blood
on that day when the stakes were burnt.
The remain of the demon was thrown in fire.

The trouble will come
for you to be prepared when you die.

When the troubling day comes,
a demon is capable of camouflage
and trick you with his illusion
then doom the fate of the innocent person
by copying you.

For now you can resume doing
what you've been doing
and be done with the verdict.
Be done with the verdict.
Done with the verdict.
hottr_thn_ur_bf
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This is a song for any body stuck in a bad authority situation. i'm in one right now and this is how i'm letting it out

" Run Away"

1 for my pressure
2 for my pain
3 for this hell I'm in
4 it's all the same
And I know that it won't change

Each day, seems like I can't make my way.
Listen when you hear me say
No way am I gonna ever stay
In this place. It's got me goin crazy
I wanna run away
And Each time that i look into your eyes
I see right through your stupid lies
You're not fine, babe,you know it's no disguise
In your face i see you're goin crazy
You wanna run away
We wanna run away

Run away, run away, run away
In the dark of the night
Gotta say wanna stay
But I just can't keep up my fight
I wanna run away
We wanna run away

Each rule they make to try to keep us down
they won't work. we're gonna win this time around
Thanks you but no thanks ,people, we're just fine
We don't need authority to keep us in line.
Gotta say this place has got us goin crazy
And Each night I look at things they seem so gray
It's not right for them to make us live this way
Things just might end up better if we run away
Let's run away because were going crazy

Run away, run away, run away
In the dark of the night
Gotta say, wanna stay
But i just can't keep up my fight
I wanna run away
We wanna run away.

(Run away
From the pain and the pressure
run away
Things aren't gettin any better
Run away
From this hell we're in)
Run away
Let me hear it again(reapeat)
Cuz we're never gonna win

Run away, run away, run away
In the dark of the night
Gotta say, wanna stay
But i just can't keep up my fight
I wanna run away
We wanna run away.

I wanna run away
We wanna run away.













Rpurtell
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Rpurtell | 09:03
They told me I can't write to heaven to speak to my dad,
So I decided to pick up this pad
And just reminisce on the life I had ,I miss you dad,.i miss you dad



Going back to the years when I just a young kid,
I think of all the shit me and dad did,
Its hard to cover emotions behinds these eye lids,
It's hard not cry when you think like I do.
Imagine trying to live with only half of you.
Cuz that's what dad was, my hero,
He was the Robert to my DeNiro,
Now I'm alone, I've got zero,



They told me I can't write to heaven to speak to my dad,
So I decided to pick up this pad
And just reminisce on the life I had ,I miss you dad,.i miss you dad


I'll never forget where I was when I got the news,
It's was 5th hour English, I was about snooze,
When teacher called my name, "shit what'd I do?"
"pack your stuff I got a pass for you"
So I walked to office seen step mom crying.
"Richie it's your father.."
"No, you're lying!"
"no I'm not Richie, it was a car accident."
I couldn't believe what was happenin'.



They told me I can't write to heaven to speak to my dad,
So I decided to pick up this pad
And just reminisce on the life I had ,I miss you dad,.i miss you dad



His funeral came, his funeral went,
I tried to be happy but i couldn't vent.
But instead I just spent
The summer in my room,
Trying to hide from the gloom.
As months went on I lost faith,
I didn't care my life was going to waste.




They told me I can't write to heaven to speak to my dad,
So I decided to pick up this pad
And just reminisce on the life I had ,I miss you dad,.i miss you dad

One day sittin in my room letting time waste,
A revelation came along hit me in the face,
The past is something I can't erase,
If my dad was here he'd be disgraced.
That's when I said, I'm not gonna cry no more, I'll replace it.
Screw hiding from adversity, I'm gonna face it.
I realized my dad wasn't gone, I just misplaced him,
Now he's in my heart where he belongs,
The funny thing is, he's been there all along,

They told me I can't write to heaven to speak to my dad,
So I decided to pick up this pad
And just reminisce on the life I had ,I miss you dad,.i miss you dad
BasseZ
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BasseZ | 16:19
I have actually writed 60 songs so far so here is 1 of them.
Let me know what you think.

Lonely Girl

Her existence, was a mystery to everyone except herself,
all she told of, herself was a fake name and a fake birthday,
do you know, who she is, and do you know, why is she like this,
would you care, to help her change her ways,
would you care, to be her friend, just for a one day.

Shes the girl, thats all alone, out in this this world, so dark and cold,
theres no one, she could call friend, theres no one, to grap her hand,
so could you please become, could you be the one,
that she can trust, and she can love.

Everyday she wonders why she has to feel the darkness inside her,
even now she, is praying and crying to make her feel relieved,
cant you see, shes in pain, and cant you see, the pain is draining her,
would you care, to help her find her strenght,
would you care, to be her friend, just for a one day.

Shes the girl, thats all alone, out in this this world, so dark and cold,
theres no one, she could call friend, theres no one, to grap her hand,
so could you please become, could you be the one,
that she can trust, and she can love.

All her life she, is trying to find someone she could believe,
someone who, is ready to help her and give her what she needs,
it is you, who she needs, it is you, cant you feel it too,
would you care, to make her dreams come true,
would you care, to be her friend, just for a one day.
SergeU
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SergeU | 18:30
Fuck You if you can't accept me for who I am,
Truthfully i don't really give a damn.
I'm my own worst fucking critic,
so I don't need to hear you fucking judge me,
and tell me how i really need to be.
I'd rather not hear this shit and be free,
from all the negative shit you bestow on me.
You don't know the shit i go thru,
You don't know the shit thats in my head,
What kinda fucking shit i think about when i go to bed.
You think you are a fucking saint?
Put yourself in my fucking shoes for once
Try to be me for 1 fucking Day,
See how fast ur fucking hair starts turning gray.
It takes a strong motherfucker to handle my shit everyday,
without blowing ur own fucking brains away.
You really need to think about the words you use,
Cuz im a patient motherfucker and i even I can blow a fuse.
And Then ill hold my middle finger high,
Saying FUCK YOU...Bye
SergeU
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SergeU | 18:31
You think you are the only with anger issues?
well, here sit down, grab a box of tissues.
And let me show how angry I can be,
maybe after Im done you can finally see,
How strong the words can really be.
How hurtful shit can sound,
How few words can make you drop to the ground
And make you wish you didn't hear it.
No don't cry, your make up, you will smear it.
Actually thats why you have that box of tissues,
cuz i told you, you are not the only 1 with issues.
And Maybe after all is said and done,
I can just say sorry, what i said was dumb,
I didnt mean anything i said.
I didnt know the toll it'd take.
No? its not enough?
Oh..I said some hurtful stuff?
Well now you know how that shit makes me feel
Maybe next time you'll think twice,
before saying shit that isnt nice. Deal?
bcole
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bcole | 09:36
I just joined but i wanted to post a song i wrote it needs work so im lookin for opinions

​When my heads clouded by jealousy it brings out the worst in me and I fear that Ill never be who I should ever truly be. Deep down I feel the pain only wanting for things to stay the same even tho i know it hurts i do my part and only listen to what I know in my heart. My heart tells me you are true it crys out "i love you" I stay silent until that day Im sure that you will feel the same way. Til then....I sit awake listening to sad songs that have been deafening the happy thoughts of a you and me just wishing and wanting to be together for an eternaity.Deep down I feel the pain only wanting for things to stay the same even tho i know it hurts i do my part and only listen to what I know in my heart. My heart tells me you are true it crys out "i love you" I stay silent until that day Im sure that you will feel the same way. So.... how can this suposively be something that brightens me knowing that it possibly could have never have been meant to be? Deep down I feel the pain only wanting for things to stay the same even tho i know it hurts i do my part and only listen to what I know in my heart. My heart tells me you are true it crys out "i love you" I stay silent until that day Im sure you that you will feel the same way. Itl never happen in the end so im stuck feeling the pain of being just your friend. Do i give up and jus pretend my shatterd heart isnt left in pieces to mend? Deep down I feel the pain only wanting for things to stay the same even tho i know it hurts i do my part and only listen to what I know in my heart. My heart tells me you are true it crys out "i love you" I stay silent until that day Im sure you that you will feel the same way only to realize Im waiting for a never coming day!
AloeVista
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AloeVista | 03:31
@bcole
ummm it would help if you broke all of that up into proper song format? I mean really what parts are the verses o.O what's the chorus?? Is there any bridge or anything sheesh x.x Same thing with SergeU
Wease1
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Wease1 | 16:24
my song wrote it a while ago,

i cant stop thinking of you

because your the one that keeps me breathing

you still are my world my everything

without u in my life i have nothing

stay in my life forever

i promise ill never ask u to leave



i still love u with all my heart

i have the will to wait

just because maybe it was fate



i will wait for the date we

will be together again

i remember when we begain

and i hope to regain what we once had



your are my life but i hope oneday

you will be my wife i love you with all my heart

you fixed my heart nd made it like a piece of art



i love you,i need you ,i miss you

with the heart i gave you

i dont want it back because

i no u can keep it safer then i ever could



i will wait for the time u are mine again

i just hope u will love me with all ur heart

because i still love you with all of mine



i will wait for the date we

will be together again

i remember when we begain

and i hope to regain what we once had



i just wanna be able hold u tight and tell u all is right

just soo u can hold me in the light



im sorry about the fights

but im hoping ur alright



im hoping ur alright....

im sorry about all the fights

im just hoping everything will be alright...
Hollowedblood
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I usually listen to more classical music and such that has either no lyrics or very few. so I know this isn't a lot of lyrics maybe not enough for a song but I just thought of it one day thought I'd get some feedback.
title blinding brilliance maybe? I don't know quite yet please some suggestions would be appreciated.

I see the rain up in the sky, an' wonder why it's dry. Telling story of what couldn't be, what shouldn't be, all mine. Finally falling to the shadow of night, the absence of might, it's done. It's won. I see the rain up in the sky, an' wonder why it's dry. Oh scared of the frightening flight, the drawn out fight. What's right? Lost sight.

So much color for those of day, to which rainbows show the way. Telling stories of what could be, what should be. Alright.
Failure doesn't define your site, only one's spite. All night. My light. I see what could be in the sky today but lose my way. Potential cast aside from the golden path to find a refined melody that failed all's love and broke my mind. And I wondered why. The raindrops tell a story of dryness until I realized the expecting light just leads to blindness.

also, I'd like to know what you interpret these lyrics mean. I wrote this with a meaning in mind, however i want to see how it comes across.
Olivia_Ka
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Olivia_Ka | 07:29
Here is one I wrote before turning 17. I wish I accused Sexion d'Assaut because Avant Qu'Elle Parte looked like my unpublished (at the time) lyrics, but I didn't accuse them. Mine is Forcée à abandonner.

La fin de l'après-midi
Sonne mal pour nous, autant plus que le matin
Mais raconte, dis
Qu'il n'y avait pas que toi qui l'aimais bien...

En ce jour de pluie
Tu aurais dû lui apporter des fleurs
Mais comme on les avait ternies
Tu t'es dit qu'il n'y a pas de malheur
Et voilà, tu me redis
Que ton mauvais exemple, il veut tout collectionner
Mais allez, toi, dis-le, qui
Peut t'avoir forcée à t'éloigner
De ce jeune hospitalier que tu as longtemps aimé ?

Qui t'a forcée à abandonner avant qu'il parte ?
Avant tout celui que tu aimais, je m'y adapte
Un mauvais exemple, pas besoin de m'en parler
Mais qui lui ressemble ? Pour tout te dire
Je ne sais pas de qui il peut s'agir...


C'est toi qui cours
Et la partie de cache-cache tourne mal à cause de lui
Mais pas d'amour
Juste envie de savoir si le surnom, il l'apprécie

Il ne t'a pas répondue
Au moins, je veux qu'il te réponde encore une fois
Verras-tu demain, penses-tu
Que demain, tu préfèrerais qu'il se rapproche de toi ?
Ce jeune hospitalier que tu vas longtemps aimer

Qui t'a forcée à abandonner avant qu'il parte ?
Avant tout celui que tu aimais, je m'y adapte
Un mauvais exemple, pas besoin de m'en parler
Mais qui lui ressemble ? Pour tout te dire
Je ne sais pas de qui il peut s'agir...


C'est trop brumeux
Tu ne penses pas qu'à lui jour et nuit
À coup sûr, il nous aurait enfumés
Pour qu'on ne se rende pas compte de ce que tu lui dis
Je ne joue pas avec le feu
Tu penses à moi, j'espère, me veux-tu ?
Tout d'un coup, là, je suis réveillé
Verras-tu cet hospitalier demain, le verras-tu ?

Qui t'a forcée à abandonner avant qu'il parte ?
Mauvais exemple, pas besoin de m'en parler
Qui lui ressemble ? Je ne sais pas de qui il peut s'agir.


Cela fait 5 week-ends que ça dure
Et là, tu es partie avant lui
Ça ne l'a pas ennuyé, mais c'est dur
Et même, toujours comme ça, le matin du samedi.
Olivia_Ka
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Olivia_Ka | 01:01
And when I'm on a hunger strike, I don't sing anymore, I cry! Remember that, it can lead to loud sentences/loud crying in the middle of the night! That's not some crisis, that is just hy-po-gly-ce-mia, know this word and its meaning?

I'm not good at composing music and I don't play the piano anymore since c. 2010. Do songs of forgotten/fictitious friends also count? Here is one I unearthed from my "unpublished writings" carnet. Unfortunately, I am sure my parents were not aware of all the unpublished fictitious stuff I made, that's why I cannot use my former computer since it got stolen, without effraction (one week after Kim Kardashian's jewellery was stolen in Paris), because I have no floppy disk drive on my current one - at least, the thieves left me all the books and carnets with my handwriting, and one good thing : my parents officially don't read what I keep in them.

Well, I don't pretend to be a Kardashian girl at all... Killing fiction means killing creativity, people.
* offtopic :
Give a like to my message if you agree with this phrase.

I'm not crazy but I am misunderstood/being told to shut up before I say what it meant a lot, a lot!

One from May 2005 - the release date and not the writing date, according to a guy named Benoît.

N'y crois pas
Lyrics by Benoît O. [or myself]
Music by Arsène G., Benoît O., François U. [or all fictitious]

N'y crois pas (x2)
Don't believe it (x2)

Cet après-midi, j'ai rencontré une fille
That afternoon, I met a girl
Aux yeux tellement brillants, j'en perdis le sourire
With eyes so shiny that I lost my smile
Je me suis perdu en la suivant dans des allées
I lost myself following her in alleys
Et je me suis dit que tout ça, c'était terminé
And told myself all that was over

J'ai perdu l'amour, j'ai passé mes tours, j'ai compté mes jours
I lost love, I missed my turns, I counted my days

Mais n'y crois pas
But don't believe it
Cette fugueuse m'a échappé, je ne peux pas la retrouver
This fleeing girl escaped me, I cannot find her again
N'y crois pas
Don't believe it
C'est difficile d'y résister, je t'aime tellement et tu le sais
It's hard to resist, I love you so and you know it
J'en perds mes idées, je perds mes idées
I lose my ideas (because of that), I lose my ideas.

Mon patron m'a encore grondé ce matin
My boss scolded me again this morning
Je pensais à elle mais je ne faisais rien
I thought about her but was doing nothing
Mon rythme est perdu, je suis parti dans les allées
My rhythm is lost, I went inside the alleys
Et là, je me dis que je pourrais recommencer.
And then, I tell myself I could start again.

j'ai perdu l'ami, j'ai passé mes nuits, j'ai compté les fruits
I lost the friend, I spend my nights, I counted fruits

Mais n'y crois pas
But don't believe it
C'est difficile de résister, je ne peux pas y échapper
It's hard to resist, I cannot escape it
Et tu sais, je perds mes idées.
And you know, I lose my ideas.

Aujourd'hui, je lave des fruits
Today, I'm washing fruits
Et je remplis le bac à eau
And I'm filling the water basin
Je voudrais être à Miami
I'd like to be in Miami
Moscou, New York ou bien Tokyo
Either Moscow, NY or Tokyo
Plus d'amis et plus de famille
No more friends nor family
Je joue tout seul au cerf-volant
I'm riding a kite by myself
Il voit le patron et la fille
(The kite) sees the boss and the girl
Qui m'ont importuné avant...
Who have bugged me before...

Mais n'y crois pas
But don't believe it
Cette fugueuse m'a échappé, je ne peux pas la retrouver
This fleeing girl escaped me, I cannot find her again
N'y crois pas
Don't believe it
C'est difficile de résister, je ne peux pas y échapper
It's hard to resist, I cannot escape it
Et tu sais, je perds mes idées.
And you know, I lose my ideas.

N'y crois pas
Don't believe it
Cette fugueuse m'a échappé, je ne peux pas la retrouver
This fleeing girl escaped me, I cannot find her again

[Solo]

Je lave des fruits
I'm washing fruits
Et je remplis le bac à eau...
And I'm filling the water basin...

N'y crois pas
Don't believe it
J'en perds mes idées, je perds mes idées
I lose my ideas (because of that), I lose my ideas.

This is a 3-minute and 40-second song performed by a band called AutoVilleSide. They have disappeared of the public view. Have you heard of them? No? Then, their CD Du Sombre has been confidentially distributed. I lost the song in a computer crash in 2008, so I don't remember the melody.

I warn you, I must have invented this band and wrote lyrics by myself, pretending I was their drummer Benoît, and the other songwriters may be purely fictitious! And if this is a fictitious song but a fictitious band, you must believe me because I am good at inventing fictitious bands and songwriters - like the fake 70's-unearthed band Platinum Weird did too.
Olivia_Ka
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Olivia_Ka | 09:44
Here is an unpublished (at the time) trilogy, from August 2005, and not involving my fictitious artists. I had Erik Satie's 3 Gymnopedies in mind to put some lyrics above. It's the Rythmique d'amour trilogy. I was in love and waiting for a twist of fate then... This trilogy and another song I wrote in June 2002 were inspired by classical music.

Part 1
J'échappe à tous les sons de ta voix, voix.
J'aimerais laisser tout ça pour toi, tout pour toi.
Je ne connais pas la rythmique d'amour.
Avec toi, j'aimerais en connaître tous les jours.
Mais toi, dis, comprends-tu que le sens défait nos distances ?
La rythmique te... Prend.

J'aimerais tous ces sons de ta voix, voix
Partir loin d'ici, tout avec toi, tout pour toi.
Montre-moi ce qu'est la rythmique d'amour.
j'irais bien plus loin et c'est loin, tous les jours.
Fidèle homme, le sens défait nos distances car
La rythmique te... Prend.

Part 2
Cœur qui brûle sous mes phalanges
Cœur qui sait attirer les anges.
Sors de ton silence, sors
Sors de l'absence, pense, indécence
Rythmique d'amour qui danse, pense.

Frère, sois pas amer
Fier sur la mer, tu es une voile à l'air.

Mains qui attisent les matins
Mains qui défont tous les chagrins.
Toi, rythmique d'amour qui coule
Tourne, croule, foule, moule
Tourne, roule et roule, roule.

Part 3
Sous un cœur d'acier, poussent les peupliers en musique.
Sous ton cœur, il y a une rythmique d'amour, cours.
Mais jamais tu ne m'aimeras, pourtant mon amour, c'est toi.

Sous un cœur de marbre, poussent tous ces beaux arbres
Mais les larmes viennent à mes yeux, pieux.

Sous ton cœur, il y a une rythmique d'amour, cours.
Mais tu m'aimes et ne m'oublie pas, mon amour est à toi.
PracticePractic
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Thanks for writing songs here----I used Google translate to get a sense of what you say in French in between the English written words...I don't think it does it justice.

Despite your problems with computer loss and not having a disk drive (suggestion? I know you didn't ask for it) you can buy a small drive outside of computer that plays those old disks via your USB port (most computers have those today) so you can use any computer to see them again and keep writing on new computer or using CD or DVD's or flash drives...there are solutions!)

Keep on writing songs. Maybe one day we will all get to hear them played somewhere on radio or published or somehow shared.
Olivia_Ka
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Olivia_Ka | 10:07
Here is one I wrote in early August 2005. I wrote this song in summer, wishing it was winter, whereas the lyrics tell the opposite. I was 20 years old, very influenced by British and Belgian bands I listened to during Sundays, late at night. The narrator feels like either a poet or a saint.

After vain

How come everything is snowy today?
I can't wait for the sun to come.
I see the clouds are going away
Like money I spent on my own.
January, the month where everything changes
I need you, see how it's cold.
I can see the faces of those I loved, sweet faces
Some ones we would unfold.
Sit on the rocks, put your socks on
And take your gloves, you just have to come.

After vain efforts to be
How solid is our memory
Beloved ones around the place where we are
The snow is not too far.
I'm a writer, you're my muse
And we still feel amused.
Be active and stay...
Snow and sun today.


Your breath is small clouds and so is mine
It's January 16th.
Friday, no Wednesday, I can't find
The snow as white as my teeth.
Sure there are friends, hidden behind the trees
It's not the end, it's us they see.

After vain efforts to be
How solid is our memory
Beloved ones around the place where we are
The snow is not too far.
I'm a writer, you're my muse
And we still feel amused.
Be active and stay...
Snow and sun today.


Something like hot Norway fish is in my mouth
I close my eyes and feel like we are away
From Californian slumber, on the West Coast.
There are snow and sun today.

After vain efforts to be
How solid is our memory.
Beloved ones.

After vain efforts to be
How solid is our memory
Beloved ones around the place where we are
The snow is not too far.
I'm a writer, you're my muse
And we still feel amused.
Snow and sun today.
No more to say.
Snow and sun today.
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