kolby182
09/18/08, 12:26 PM
I am sure there are hundreds of people on this site who write their own songs and want to get their name out there. This thread is for people who love to write and maybe even have some songs recorded they want heard by fellow music lovers. The point is not to bash people (which i know will happen because people are fucking terrible at life so they get on here to try and humiliate someone they don't even know) the point is to post your lyrics or link to your music page. I'll start this bitch.
I wrote this about my friend TJ Walters who was killed in a motorcycle accident. When he slid off his bike, a van coming the opposite direction couldn't stop in time and hit him head on. When it comes to dealing with death there are so many questions to ask, especially when people die so young. So I wrote this song while i was completely angry and unforgiving at God.
to hear "God Left This Place A Long Time Ago" go to www.myspace.com/cutewhenyou
here are the lyrics:
Here we go again on another battle of wits
stare up to your direction as my heart beats in my wrists.
Questions on why you do the things you do
is it with closed eyes and at random when you decide who?
Should we still believe because we are scared to fight you,
when you still deceive and break lives all around you.
Do we still have faith after knowing what we know?
God left this place a long time ago.
Heaven is your favorite getaway
a place that sets you free.
Heaven is a goodnight kiss or
long talks with you and me.
Heaven is perfect looks
and my it suits you well.
Home isn't heaven when you know home is hell.
And here we are we're standing our ground
do we scream or do we pray how will he hear the sound?
If you're all around us in every shape, every man
you were a slippery road and the driver of a van.
How do we believe in a story so thin
thrilled when we were kids, scared as we're men.
Why should we have faith knowing what we know?
When God left this place a long time ago.
Heaven is your favorite getaway
a place that sets you free.
Heaven is a goodnight kiss or
long talks with you and me.
Heaven is perfect looks
and my it suits you well.
Home isn't heaven when you know home is hell.
A baby born every minute for a thousand taken
this world is sickening and it's exactly what we made it
Wars to prove a country's worth in blood
the soul looks back, it's dead in the mud.
Did we do this to ourselves? and who asked for this?
was this God's hit or was this his miss?
So I've lost all hope in what i thought i knew
God will leave me and God will leave you too.
I wrote this about my friend TJ Walters who was killed in a motorcycle accident. When he slid off his bike, a van coming the opposite direction couldn't stop in time and hit him head on. When it comes to dealing with death there are so many questions to ask, especially when people die so young. So I wrote this song while i was completely angry and unforgiving at God.
to hear "God Left This Place A Long Time Ago" go to www.myspace.com/cutewhenyou
here are the lyrics:
Here we go again on another battle of wits
stare up to your direction as my heart beats in my wrists.
Questions on why you do the things you do
is it with closed eyes and at random when you decide who?
Should we still believe because we are scared to fight you,
when you still deceive and break lives all around you.
Do we still have faith after knowing what we know?
God left this place a long time ago.
Heaven is your favorite getaway
a place that sets you free.
Heaven is a goodnight kiss or
long talks with you and me.
Heaven is perfect looks
and my it suits you well.
Home isn't heaven when you know home is hell.
And here we are we're standing our ground
do we scream or do we pray how will he hear the sound?
If you're all around us in every shape, every man
you were a slippery road and the driver of a van.
How do we believe in a story so thin
thrilled when we were kids, scared as we're men.
Why should we have faith knowing what we know?
When God left this place a long time ago.
Heaven is your favorite getaway
a place that sets you free.
Heaven is a goodnight kiss or
long talks with you and me.
Heaven is perfect looks
and my it suits you well.
Home isn't heaven when you know home is hell.
A baby born every minute for a thousand taken
this world is sickening and it's exactly what we made it
Wars to prove a country's worth in blood
the soul looks back, it's dead in the mud.
Did we do this to ourselves? and who asked for this?
was this God's hit or was this his miss?
So I've lost all hope in what i thought i knew
God will leave me and God will leave you too.