Whenever I get my hands on new music I sometimes go into a lyrical-writing spree. Since I've been listening to The Open Door for just about 26 hours straight now it's no surprise that I've been writing like crazy. The following two were written at 2:30 this morning (yeah, I'm a night owl) and I have yet to put a title to them. It's one story split into two parts. I'm pleased with how they turned out and I'm curious to hear what you think of them.

Just so you know, these are more on the darker side. I do write happier songs.

Part I
Why must we hide dear?
Lovers should wear white
Not afraid to be seen
Yet here we are dear
Black as our tainted dreams
I’ve been waiting forever
For someone to want me too
For a man like you
So much older than my innocence
Yet you came anyway

There are times when you scare me
Into a strange state of belief
Where you become a monster
And I’m your relief
Not tonight
You promised me safety
Not tonight
We have more important things
On our minds

Why are you crying dear?
What have you to hide?
There’s nothing to fear, dear
You said that yourself
A shadow towers over me
I take refuge in you
Cold, so cold
Where did your warmth go?

There are times when you scare me
Into a strange state of belief
Where you become a monster
And I’m your relief
Not tonight
You promised me safety
Not tonight
We have more important things
On our minds

Why am I screaming?
What’s this you’re bleeding!
No wait I’m bleeding!
WHY AM I BLEEDING?

STOP!

Why won’t you stop?
Why won’t you stop?
If you love me stop!
Yet you don’t stop
You whisper that you want me
And my body
That I belong to you forever now
What the hell did you do?

There are times when you scare me
Into a strange state of belief
Where you become a monster
And I’m your relief
Tonight!
You lied about safety
Tonight!
Why can’t this be a dream?

Just a horrible dream!


Part II
Leave me here to die will you?
I have ways of dealing with that
Leave me to find a way without you?
You’re the one dependant on me
You said it yourself
You can’t live without anyone else
I’ll make you see
How much of a bitch I can be!

Hell hath nothing
Over me now!
Hell could empty its fury
And lose to myself
You knew I was evil
You poured that belief into me
Now that you broke through the shell
I’ll show you how dangerous I can be!

If you want the demon here
Just look in the mirror
Your lies are all here in my hand
Took your betrayal to understand
You never cared for me!
Just wanted to own my body!
Like hell I’ll let you be free
After you set fire to my wings!

Hell hath nothing
Over me now!
Hell could empty its fury
And lose to myself
You knew I was evil
You poured that belief into me
Now that you broke through the shell
I’ll show you how dangerous I can be!

No other doves will fall for your delight!
I’ll make sure that I’m the last one
To creep with you at night
Lust your greatest sin
Also your greatest denial
How sweet, your love
Is nothing but a sick fantasy!

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Yea for being the first to comment. I really liked these two songs, you can hear the anger and fear represented here.

I liked part 1 better, because it hit more of an emotional bond with me.

Keep up the good work, and I can't wait to read more.

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MY MYSPACE / My Poetry / MY Story

Very nice. I also get more in the writing mood when I hear new music that I enjoy.

Anyway. I really like how the two parts separate from each other - it's a like a line of division between being the victim and then prevailing. I'm not sure if that's how you meant it, but that's seriously what I felt when I read it. And it's very inspiring to me.

Since it's the same story, it's hard to say which part I really liked better. They both go great together to make the fullness of how I feel about it. Part 1, I could relate to extremely. But with the second part, I felt nothing but inspiration. I felt the anger there, but I also felt the refusal to succumb anymore.

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could make me love you less...

Thanks to both of you for the comments.

First off I'm glad that my lyrics were able to be inspirational without even putting music to them. Second, the so called "line of division" was intentional and I'm happy to see that it wasn't hard to discern. I'm thinking of putting a musical interlude between the two with a more chaotic feel to it.

Again, I'm very glad to see that the songs already recieved the type of response I was going for.

I came up with titles for the songs while I was out on my daily walk this afternoon.

Part I - Red XIV vol. 1
Part II - Red XIV vol. 2

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Forgive the double post, but I come bearing more lyrics of happiness and joy. They'll make you feel good inside- or not. Similar to the rainbow spectrum of pain.

In any case, this is another recent song that was written at 11:30 last night. Wow, this Ev album really has me on a roll right now.


Betwixt and Between

I guess one thing will always be the same
I can’t seem to live life without going insane
It’s not a matter of control
It’s a matter of what happens when they go

All my fears and all the lies
Lay trapped somewhere inside my mind
The screams that echo through the floor
Alert you that it’s just like before

Why does it attack me in the dead of night?
Is it because that’s when I’m vulnerable,
And bound to take flight?

It seems some things I just can’t let go
Why can’t I get these emotions under control?
Even though all the stories are told
Lips bleeding from the words that fall to the floor
My tourniquet is long lost, just as well
Because mentally I’m still stuck betwixt heaven and hell
[Betwixt heaven and hell]

Stuck betwixt and between
Opposing visions of reality
Which one should I choose to die?
And which one should I leave to survive?
I just want to be happy and live a carefree life
Such is the curse of this mortal mind

All my fears and all the lies
Lay trapped somewhere inside my mind
The screams that echo through the floor
Alert you that it’s happening just like before

It seems some things I just can’t let go
Why can’t I get these emotions under control?
Even though all the stories are told
Lips bleeding from the words that fall to the floor
My tourniquet is long lost, just as well
Because mentally I’m still stuck betwixt heaven and hell
Heaven and hell!

Lay me down tonight
Pray I don’t deny
That it’ll be hard to defeat myself and I
The hardest things to overcome
Are your own demons
Personal lithium

All my fears and all the lies
Lay trapped somewhere inside my mind
The screams that echo through the floor
Alert you that it’s happening just like before

It seems some things I just can’t let go
Why can’t I get these emotions under control?
Even though all the stories are told
Lips bleeding from the words that fall to the floor
My tourniquet is long lost, just as well
Because mentally I’m still stuck betwixt heaven and hell

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*looks at the darkness and hugs*

Those are freaking amazing, girl! "Personal lithium"....is that an Ev reference? It's all emotionally charged, which = life.

You sing these, and I will die happy then and there.

*subscribes*

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Love the darkness. LOVE IT!

Thanks! Haha, wasn't meant to be an Ev reference because I've always loved the word "lithium" and it fit with what I was trying to say.

*holds off sending you an audio file so that Draconian doesn't die*


Last night I was up at 1 am (again) watching Kill Bill vol. 2 and listening to The Dresden Dolls when this song suddenly popped into my head. I, literally, bolted to the computer and wrote the following song. I'm battling with a few ideas for the title so for now I'll leave the title blank.

Warning: not for the eyes of small children. Not for language but for the theme and overall mood.

This is the story of Jack and Jill
Two siblings lived beside a hill
Their mother always dressed in red
Waited for father beside the bed
As darkness of the tale unfolds
Father’s presence caused havoc at home
Screams carried Jack and Jill to sleep
Where they dreamt of red and how to bleed

Jack and Jill went up a hill
Dispose of father in a pail
When only Jack came back down
He claimed in her sorrow Jill had drowned
And mother would never know

Years go by, the screams go still
Now father turns his eye to Jill
Her teenage years descend
And father gives her the mother’s red dress
Mother grabs Jack and holds him tight
Hides in a closet as she cries
Jill tries to gasp as unwillingly
Forced she drinks from father’s spring
Jack watches through cracks in the door
Mesmerized by father’s lore

Jack and Jill went up a hill
Dispose of father in a pail
When only Jack came back down
He claimed in her sorrow Jill had drowned
And mother would never know

The boy and girl grow older still
Mother leaves to work at the mill
Father’s hands caress the dress
He whispers “dear, let’s go again”
Jill’s eyes fill with tears
Jack thrown back when he tried to interfere
Jack, in rage, becomes a man
As only one in his position can
In a flash of metal and a scream of pain
He frees his sister from his father’s game

Jack and Jill went up a hill
Dispose of father in a pail
When only Jack came back down
He claimed in her guilt Jill had drowned
Her dress lies torn upon the ground
What had happened on the hill?
We would never know

Yes, we would never know Jack

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Me: "Oh look it's like a story! "
...

"wait...."

"oh wow. wtf was going through her mind?"


I like the story thing, and tying it in with Jack and Jill. Heavy shit. I wish I could erase some of those mental images though >.< Poor Jill...."drinking from father's fountain"....

I wish I could write like that. You're way talented.


And it's okay about the audio. I can die. I'll just come back as a ghost or something. No problem.

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i love the jack and jill one. love love love.

i'm better at judging songs if i hear them (and i'm actually really bad at judging writing. hm. makes you wonder why i'm a writing major), but you have a lot of talent.

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This one is wicked personal.

Note: This song was not inspired by "Like You" in any way, shape, or form. I've been writing this for a few months now.

Room 616

Am I supposed to just sit back and refuse to cry?
Grieving for someone who didn’t deserve her strife
Longing to hold onto a firm hand
I came to understand someone who only spoke through the words written here
And you were just like me
No older than me
Yet wiser than I could ever hope to be
I saw you change the world
In those fleeting days I saw you change the world


I reach through the earth to find you
Wood and stone cannot deny the truth
I grew to love your simple ways
And how you made every day a blessing
Why can’t I be like her?
I long to be like her


You never knew how much I loved you
Simple love, but I was captivated by you
Such strength I’ve never seen before
You laughed and smiled when trapped on the floor
Your legs too weak and broken to carry you anymore
No surprise we were drawn to you
A soul so pure didn’t deserve this ending!


I reach through the earth to find you
Wood and stone cannot deny the truth
I grew to love your simple ways
And how you made every day a blessing
Why can’t I be like her?
I long to be like her


Why can’t I dream?
Without crying in agony?
This is not what she would have wished of me
Grief and morning clouding all I see
But why? Why when there are so many others who deserve to die?
Why? The world wept when we lost our shining light!
One and six!
Yet you broke her in two, as if made out of twigs!
Is there no mercy here? Is there no fairness here?
Why don’t you answer? I’m breaking down to knees and tears!


I reach through the earth to find you
Wood and stone cannot deny the truth
I grew to love your simple ways
And how you made every day a blessing
Why can’t I be like her?
I long to be like her

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