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Friday, 4 November 2016

Crumpled Corners

My life is just another strand of the same old disease
Pushing me around, repeating, cutting me down at the knees
What I wouldn't give to feel a summer breeze
Instead of living in the past, in the screenshots where I breathe

Oh what I wouldn't give to feel a heart beat in my chest 
And know there's something out there waiting for me
That there's something left 
To find..
Other than the crumpled corners, pictures and the crime scene doors
In the prison of my mind.

These voices up inside my mind are savage and cutthroat 
I'm spending days stuck in a maze with post it notes I wrote 
I'm not a fairytale, no one is coming to save me
I'll have to pull myself together if I wish to be free

Oh what I wouldn't give to feel a heart beat in my chest 
And know there's something out there waiting for me
That there's something left 
To find..
Other than the crumpled corners, pictures and the crime scene doors
In the prison of my mind.

In the prison of my mind.

In the prison of my-
Crumpled corners.
Hide your daughters!
Kids are vicious when they're bored and-
I don't know what you just said.
Maybe I'd be better off dead?
Fulfill all those little wishes.
God sakes child, wash the dishes!
Why did you leave the washing out?!
Maybe I'm just a useless clout?
Writing writing, check a rhyme-
Oh shit is today the deadline?!
Round and round in circles all the time!
In the prison of my mind. 

Wednesday, 20 July 2016

Empty Chair

All these dints in my skin
And the screaming begins
As it all tangles round
A bombardment of sound
So I beg and I plead
While keeping dignity
Yeah I reach out to some
But support comes from none

Is it time to let go
Is it time to bleed out
I've yet to let blood flow..

And the mockery sings in my head
And it brings all the laughter and dread
Cause in the end all I am
Is a child, a little madam
And since nobody cares
Are they even aware
That soon there'll be nothing there..
Just an empty chair

So it all hits me now
In amidst all this sound
And the faces I've lost
They all crowd around
Are they leering at me?
What is it that they see?
While they pull me apart
This has to end right now.

So it's time to let go
Yeah it's time to breathe out
Maybe free, my spirit will flow..

Cause the mockery screams in my head
I'm surrounded by laughter and dead
Cause in the end all I am
Is a brat, a little madam
And since nobody cares
Maybe they are all aware
That nothing belongs there..
Just an empty chair

Monday, 15 February 2016

Seasons Of Love

I remember when we started out
Sweet days and a spring haze
All the ice and the pain went away
The sun had come and it was
Here to stay

I don't know how I felt so free
I was floating on a summer breeze
Warm glow, you couldn't slow me down
Blue skies without a
Single cloud


And I guess in the end
I still don't want to let you go
And I guess in the end
Every flower has to wither
And so,
If I come crawling home
Remind me that you're free
Because this is the way
This is the way
It has to be


We were a thing of beauty
I thought that we had it all
But at the end of the year
Every leaf has to brown
Has to fall

Time slowed, I watched us break
We were stubborn, living a lie
The fault wasn't with, one of us
But in the end we had to
Say goodbye


And I guess in the end
I still don't want to let you go
And I guess in the end
Every flower has to wither
And so,
If I come crawling home
Remind me that you're free
Because this is the way
This is the way
It has to be

Oh it has to be

So go running free

Wednesday, 25 November 2015

Progress

Sometimes it seems like you're,
Waiting for me to fall to my knees and cry.
Curl up into a ball so mummy can finally say,
"I was right."
Where did that love and support go?
You pretend to be there, well at least you try.
Where did your loving support go?
Did it flee when you revised your life?


I don't wanna fall down your trap,
Cause you ain't coming back.
I don't wanna ever be what you are,
Broken, beaten nothing more.
I wanna show my fight, show my light.
Show that I am something more,
That what you're hoping for.


*a rap*
And I want to thank you, who showed me what not to do in life.
Be a trophy wife, stand small when your partner beats you down.
Make excuses, turn your smile around.
I don't want to be beaten like you were, pushed down, forced out, I'm living in a new world.
We offer you help but you just won't take it, makes me wonder what my mistake is.
All I want to do is free you from your chains and save you from your God aweful place.
But you don't understand the place that your in, you're being pushed down, worn out, and when did this begin?
Because I'm stood at the site of crime and I can hear it, little girl Jaimie she's crying, no she's weeping!
For a mother who won't stop a harmful bastard, all because he's your love, well news flash love.
He's been rotting out your life since you met him, and yet you never seem to regret him.
Cause its never his fault, it's all in his head, his inner demons are making him see red.
Well he should hold back and stop his attack, stop cutting him that slack.
Cause soon I'll be eighteen, let's look at the scene, mother and the monster, wondering if they're gonna,
See their youngest daughter, the one who begged he'd go.
What is the answer, I can't pretend to know but chances are I'll go, run as far as I can see.
You might be stuck with him but me I'm running free.


I don't wanna fall down your trap.
Cause you ain't coming back.
I don't wanna ever be what you are.
Broken, beaten nothing more.
I want to show my fight, show my light, Show that I am something more.
That what you're hoping for.

And I can feel the contrast,
Burning me within,
Like a Saint bathing in sin.
It's rotting me, taking me out.
I'm crumbling and crashing down.
But I want to fight.
I'm gonna show my light.
Cause you know I will be more.
That what you're, hoping for.

Sunday, 1 November 2015

Not dead, just resting

Hello, glue.... ers

um

anyway, I just wanted to let you all know what'sgoing on in my half of BTG (I haven't really heard much from Tempest so...)

Basically, I'm busy as hell.

Last week I had tou with my school band (basically we just did concerts at schools around the north of Tassie) and in the week coming up I've got lots of stage work with the school, doing more concerts and helping drama kids...

so I haven't really had a chance to do much for this band

I've been trying to write an original song for a while now and... it's getting there, probably.

I have some slightly good news though! I'm getting a camera for Christmas and hopefully, with that, I can get a microphone setup going and finally record some stuff!

Anything recorded right now will just be covers and the like, but I may eventually be able to work something out with my other band member, so fingers crossed.

That's all for now guys!

~Snow

*Tempest pop up*

As for me mocks and homework aren't helping with the whole "YOU HAVE SONGS TO WRITE!" And I'm kinda have a mental block in terms of writing songs because all the Christmas songs I know are screaming at me and so is all the exam info and the Christmas plotting and the "you should get a job thing" so yeah, noisy brain doesn't make song writing easy.

I have read the draft that is on the blogs admin board thingy that Snowy has written and its sounding good. I like it.


For now I'll just say this; we will keep writing! And we'll work on a collaborative performance if we can. I'll hoping to get a computer for Christmas if I can, then I'm hoping to get cubase so that I can get guitar recordings (etc) from snow, add drums from me and then add whoever is doing vocals recording as well so that I can TRY combine them into an actual song for you all to listen to.

That's all for now Gloonies!
Also comment below what animal you think Snow and I would be if we were animals! I'm intrigued.
~Tempest