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Friday, July 03, 2009

Faded Memories

Second, but not yet complete version of this song.
By my band Sin City Symphony. [Fankie and I recorded it in my room earlier tonight]
Still not done.
Suggestions? Thoughts?


Saturday, June 20, 2009

Supersonic Speed

This is a rough draft of a song I am working on.

Hope you enjoy it.
[Suggestions?]


Friday, June 19, 2009

unfinished

Your the kinda girl who wont give up,
At least thats what you think,
Your the kinda girl...

 

Im the kinda guy thats always down and out,
but no one ever sees.

 


 


Friday, June 05, 2009

Calm.

A level mind
    a level head...
[you] cant help but
to pull me back to bed.

ive been
   so unstable
i have been at true
spinning emotional wreck.

But now...
now i find consistency
a break from my bi polar tendencies.
now i have found a true and real peace.

coming to terms
with my life and the things
i cant prevent.

coming to terms
with the will of the One
who decides.

coming to terms
with the idea and concept
of not having you
by
my
side.




Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Currently
Brushfire Fairytales
By Jack Johnson
Losing Hope
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What else could I do?

you packed your bags,
packed up my heart too.
all you left me with was
my bottle and some smokes.
What else could I do?

living has been such a drag,
i cant remember much of last night.
ive been suffering such  jet lag,
because my hearts been flying,
and she knows that its not right.
What else can I do?

im giving up on my dreams,
because i see you every night,
ive replaced her with other things,
like repetitive weeknight drinkings.
and i have lost this fight
There is nothing else I can do.



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