Monday, March 16, 2009

Revenge Never Tasted So Sweet

These are some screamo songs I wrote tonight about getting revenge. Revenge on certain people in my life. A guy and a girl in particular. They hurt me at separate times in my life. And sometimes I wish I could hurt them which is the point of the song "yet", but I mostly wish that my success in life is revenge enough which is the point of the song "I shall be well"


Yet

You don’t swallow up the fight

I push you back, you clutch me tight

Pull my hair and scream “Bitch!”

Just one more punch

And you’ll see right

Liars get the shitty end

With nothing to defend

You’ll fear me consequently

But it’s not the real thing yet

You’re just a selfish disgrace

Blood in my eyes, hands in my face

Ripping at your clothes

Tears all over the place

I knock you out of space

Liars get the shitty end

With nothing to defend

You’ll fear me consequently

But it’s not the real thing yet

You’re awake in bed

I stand there watching

Picture me intently watching

It’s not the real thing yet

But it will be “bitch!”

Liars get the shitty end

With nothing to defend

You’ll fear me consequently

But it’s not the real thing yet

yet, Yet, YEt, YET!

It’s not the real thing yet.


I Shall Be Well

Far away from it

Tracing back our roots

When we used to love

When we used to run away

When we used to sing about friendship

Wrap it up in plastic
Call it just another day

Another day without you

Is just what I need

Far away from it

I shall be well

No more counting back tracks

Or laughing in your room

And I shall be well

I shall be better for it

You never listened to the sound

Of continents drowning

You just pointed fingers

At a map and said

I couldn’t do that

I couldn’t be well

And so far away from it

I shall be well

No more counting back tracks

Or laughing in your room

I shall be well

And I shall be better for it

Cause the tracks turn around

And the laughter turns to tears

But I shall be well

And I shall be better for it

At the Beginning of Time...

There was a girl (me) who used to write lame poetry (I still do) and she thought to post it for your consumption but you must be nice and not break her copy right or she'll eat your first born child.

Ok I swear that comment above is just a product of the fact that it is 3am. In all honesty this will be a blog where I will post my poetry and songs. Do not steal them...and please do not insult them. Constructive criticism is ok, but douchebaggery will not be tolerated. I guess I should forge ahead then.

I will also use this blog to rant about my life after college. Discuss.