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from fam fam to bandband!! digital Lyric booklet
Mother Motherreleasing sol much MUSIC, you've been but now we have some for you!! This little CD (yes, we know what CDs are) has all original Music we've made. Some of these are just voice Memos, Some of them could be released, and one of them is a live recording! But they've all been influenced by you guys!!
there's also Multiple Versions of rot, we've done our homework.
None of these songs would be here without the influence we've gotten from you!! Neither would the burt made for this booklet. You've all make a bigger impact than We hope you enjoy the you think Music, and we love you. e Abbey, Davyan, Cindy, Alexia, Belle, Mars, & Sofia
12. You Know I Love You, Right?
- SWEET PRECIOUS
MY MUSCLES. MY MIND FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE I'M A DEER AT NIGHT RUNNING FOR THE LIGHT AND I RUN.
BEFORE MY BEATING HEART IS STOPPED BY THE HEADLIGHTS IN THE ROAD
HOW WAS I TO KNOW?..
ONE OR THE OTHER GETS CONFUSED
THESE BROKEN MIRRORS WE CAN'T CHOOSE SO TAKE MY HAND
LET'S FLY TO THE PROMISED LAND
THE BEAUTY IN YOUR EYES LEFT ME PARALYZED
I JUST WANTED MORE TIME WITH YOU
THESE BROKEN MIRRORS WE CAN'T CHOOSE YOU TOOK MY HANDS
MY SACRIFICE WAS NEVER GREAT ENOUGH FOR YOU
I ROT AT THE THOUGHT OF YOU
ROT-
-@SOFIA_RTIZZ
I REALIZED THAT LOVE AND TALENT AREN'T SYNONYMS
AFTER I WOKE TO LIFE MOVING FORWARD
WHILE I STAYED BEHIND, WITH WASTED TIME
IT LEFT QUICKER THAN IT CAME
IT TOOK AWAY ALL HOPE AND KAN AWAY WITH IT
I WANT TO KOT
A COMMITTEE OF QUIET VULTURES CREEPS AROUND EVERY CORNER OF MY LIFE, WAITING FOR THE PERFECT TIME TO STRIKE
I HOPE I AM GOOD AT SOMETHING AT LAST HUNGRY FOR LOVE
AN INSATIABLE HUNGER FOR WHAT COULD'VE BEEN
A CONSTANT REMINDER OF WHAT I AM NOT
ALL POSSIBILITIES FADED INTO THE SAY THE SAME SKY THE VULTURES KETTLE IN, AND FOLLOW EVERYWHERE I GO
I'VE LOVED YOU BEFORE
I'VE SEEN THIS HAPPEN BEFORE, FRONT ROW AND I KNOW EXACTLY HOW IT ENDS
AN UNBEARABLE NEED FOR SUCCESS TEARS ME APART IT GNAWS THROUGH SKIN AND BONE, NUMBING THE SOUL I CAN'T FEEL HURT NO MORE" STARTING LOOKS LIKE SUCH A PRETTY VIEW WHEN STANDING ON THE EDGE OF THE ENDING
LIFE ALL AROUND FLOURISHES
FEEDING THE SOIL BENEATH MY FEET AND THE SCAVENGERS ABOVE MY HEAD, GATHER IN A WAKE UPON THIS CARCASS I'LL ROT, AND I'LL KUN, AND I'LL HOPE HOPE FOR IT ALL TO COME BACK TO ME I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SAY GOODBYE ONE LAST TIME AND I REALIZED TOMORROW NEVER CAME.
hi! You'll notice that in the recording of the song I am not singing the lyrics that I've written here. that is mostly because I couldn't find a melody that I liked and I overall had no idea how to Properly sing the words in a way that would sound good with the music, but I think it sounds Pretty okay as it is!
I really hope you guys enjoy it. I love you, thank you for everything. SofiaD!
RAINGELS your eyes close your eyes close listen to the rain Clear, your mind
Start again
The big guys upstairs hear the rain?
years, Hely've changing things they're changing things.
Every single time you scrape a char against the floor or rearrange your whole voorn bed next to the door your
I hope that As pouring maybe some where hard outside the thinks in the sky X Making every are aware
around withat you this song was a gift my dear friend Maddle...
It came fromaconversation during a week with back to back thunderstorms.) Mentioned how, my grandmother always said the angels were moving furniture in heaven. Hence the name, Raingels! the audio is somewhat. muffled and I apologize. this is just a voice neuro and I struggle using picks. I genuinely don't know what I'm doing on guitar, Jasmin was very right, it is so "blooky hard!" I hope you guys enjoy the song and this CD in general. None of this art would be here
-Abbey
@gatlan staying power/ @counting up sotrashy.
I got a mirror that talks back mean Says, "you're not what you think you seem" I paint my face in a borrowed grin But something ugly is leaking in Count my ribs like a xylophone Play a tune can't call my own
There's teeth in my smile, sharp and white They bite down hard when I feel polite I laugh too loud just to prove I'm fine But something's gnawing behind my eyes
Teeth in my smile-don't look too close I'm half a saint and a hungry ghost
I wear my skin like it's tailored wrong Too tight in truth, too loose in song I stitched my name to a different face But it don't sit in the right damn place
Spin in circles, dizzy grace Try to outrun my own damn face
There's teeth in my smile, sharp and white They chew me up in the dead of night I say "I'm good," I rehearse the line While something's cracking my spine in time
Teeth in my smile Shear them sing A pretty lie with a poisoned ring
Peel it back (peel it back), what's inside? What's inside?) Sugar tongue (sugar tongue), bitter core (bitter core) split in two just to feel whole Sold my shadow, kept the toll
There's teeth in my smile, loud and proud They scream my secrets over the crowd I am the joke and the punchline too A pretty mask with a crooked view Teeth in my smile now you see? The scariest thing here is being me
I am the fight
I am the dog I am the fight
FIGHT
I want to be with you in the sky
Sweet Precio
You are the the bird you are the flight Up in the sky
Up in the sky
You are the flight But I am stuck down here on the ground
You are the flight
I sit around here on the ground I watch you fly
I wanna hold you in my arms But then you died why did you die?
I want to be under the stars
Right where you are
FLIGHT
You are the dog you are the fight
You are the fight
You wanna bite
I am the bird I am the flight
I sit around here in the trees
I am the flight
I am the flight
I want to be with you in the sky
But I am stuck down here on the ground
Down on the ground
Down on the ground I want you here
I want you up in the sky I wanna hold you in my arms
from I see myself as a force of evil yet all I've heard is good
I find it easier to lie I find it easier to cury when I find that I've failed. I find it easier to blame it blame it on anything blame it on anything! And I can sing better When I'm playing my piano all alone better when I'm
I'm not doing this again. but my hand's in pain and my guitar's out of tune I can't hold a conversation and I can't hold you. I can't do anything x 3 anything other people. I don't understand Anythingbecause I can't do anything
I can do better. I promise I can I can sing
I can do better.
If I fistened if I agreed if I stopped crying If I'd just leave and if I stopped hiding and if I didn't eat and if I stopped lying, I'd finally be complete
I find it easier to cry when I find that I've failed but
Dogs bite bones like a bullet flying
The needle takes home all that you've been fighting Don't cry baby, you're still trying
Engrave it in the stone till it's bare and rotten Watch it burn down, muse it laughing Repeat it over like a praying daughter Look up baby, he's still watching
They pull up your name wrong and forgotten They're all talking, just explaining
That when you' re first born as something breathing
You stay that thing until you're graved in You're here
Can you hear me just maybe You're deep there
I'm leaving soon just don't forget me
The rope is still tight, does it have any meaning Your blood is turning green and everyone can see YOU'RE LEAKING ON THE STREET, YOU'LL BE CRAWLING
HALF EMPTY
See me
Are they treating you right or am I crazy
Set free
I swear your time will come but you can't leave
Oh the Sun old an struggling with gunder who was frend
, SH. I refer to her as The Sun in P.S Thank you all, for the shoutat in Montreal, and a special thanks, to Ryou for following along my music journey on Instagram (skar. music).
SweetPreciousDumbass... Rotting away in here feels like its over for me I am decay, i might disintigrate, Every day is exactly the same Canker sore in my soul Am I supposed to be more Who am I to say Go outside clear my mind, I want to be offline Im running out of time Oh I, I wish I could be rid of this rot And i rot I am corrosive, a bit explosive Hold me down Tear me apart I cannot have a beating heart Prove me right prove me wrong I have known this all along Stay inside fill my mind I am running out of time I dont wanna be I give into the rot Why do i rot?Oh Mold in this hour glass sitting right next to my head Am supposed to be more? I cannot do this alone I cannot do this alone I can hardly hold my head above the water I am so fucking scared of getting older Go outside clear my mind I want to be offline Im running out of time The clock it ticks on by The clock it ticks on by Q
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SweetPreciousDumbass_ bb 100+
I'll search for you, seek shelter in your skin
I'll lie and spit those three words with fake need
And watch as you pray for eternity
See am I broken?
Can I feel the beat under your ribs?
I can see the water sinking in I can smell your fear from within
Am I lying? Well baby I don't know
Am I crying? Well I won't make it show
I must be dying
Cus I'm letting go
And the shade around you won't let go.
HOME WORK this the I've taught us to myself shipped right to the home work Nou didn't bother to read, Hill I'm done with my life? so full of regrets, I've bought all possibly like?
how much longe
My ego is!
well that's to you! In doing too UCU
I'm proud of it too of my share on sale for years, I cant give it away I cant give it away, cant give it away
I cant give it away.
I've taught this to mysel skipped right to the home work Pocs In Concrete you didn't bother to read, so full of regrets,tve bought all shant on safe for years, I can't give away sent into a spicat, I'm writing these words the cried over nothing for better or worse doesnt make sense way would Like it? cant Complain these words are my own
Skip the lesson, Skip the essen go right to the go right the 90 right to the Homework it's yours to Homework homework go write the home work
Complete gowrite the home work go write the home work
+t's yours to Complete write the gowrite the home work go write the home work It's your homework this song was a super last minute addition, and it's the first song I've written on piano. I think tlurics are Ironic, considering I've taught myself the instrument (and I always have to Mention it. It came from an idea I got while reading Goldwin Loverite one Sopar ) My apologies of the piano sounds c) for Plot it hasn't been toned for at least 15 years, and when it was, everything was uned a half step off. I don't know why.