02-02-2019, 08:24 PM | #1 |
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semi-dead man verse 2
So you
call me manic/depressed, because I can't rest Pearl necklace on the nape of your neck Paid my respects. Walked around the parking lot making threats Took the subway just to go one block over Are you in a coma? You've been distant, 'n colder Waiting in my trench, like a turn of the century soldier I tried So Hard and all I have to show for it is some folk art Humphrey Bogart. I need another take For me to cuddle I'd have to be awake Faint glares; now it's just blank stares The worst day of my life was when you told me you don't care I look around 'n think we could have kids playing over there For me, it was too much commitment I'm such a dip-shit, and a misfit Modes of silence; how many years do you wish to throw away? When you go away I'm stricken with so much pain As much use, as a dirty signpost, you can put a stake through Getting used to it darling; Does he appreciate you? What can I do? Can I ameliorate the situation. Are you just testing my patience? Blank slate; thoughts nascent. What do you expect? We live in a depressed nation. Trying so hard to erase it with an empty keg in the basement Fuck, where to begin?, Club soda with gin Tip the bartender. Reassure my lenders I've never had money. My credit's bad, honey Sunny days evaporate the wet mud of my circumstance Took a chance. Got burned, like the rest It's my turn to take the test. Whisper the answers You changed the day we heard of Molly's cancer Please don't call me whimsical A frolicking romancer In the early days I heard you say to end the third act of the play Well. Make peace with me And change scenery. No more greenery The spice garden wilts in your absence Filled up with absinthe. I don't water it Yet I tolerate all of it until the day we call it quits. PA |
02-02-2019, 09:39 PM | #2 |
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lmao aight I’ve got this
mundane Monday morning commute. toss a Tylenol capsule bus full of 4am wake up calls and 5 o clock shadows driving an arrow through the boom-boom heart in my chest left you for breakfast with Benson and Hedges. start to reflect where Narcissus left off. muddy puddle beautification usually paved with the best intentions. soup kitchen flavoured realism. with an added slice of lime for the soul reminds me of home, wherever that was. I’ll get my coat. winter warmer bricks and mortar. rent paid for the month bank statements lay crumbled disturbing traces of dust. ashtray full of butts you kissed. overstaying your welcome maybe I helped with that not seeing I was partly the cause. arguments formed like bad habits and grew hard to ignore. sparse-lit sojourns. time to re-evaluate where I’m headed taking it steady. retracing old steps we made here already. sage on spaghetti carbonara. our first meal and our last revealed what we had was a tangled mess neither could grasp unappealing and bland. |
02-03-2019, 02:28 AM | #3 |
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Good one Lars.
left you for breakfast with Benson and Hedges. start to reflect reminds me of home, wherever that was. I’ll get my coat. Lol Meh. I think my first half is clean but I ended weak. Last edited by Pharaohs Army; 02-03-2019 at 03:13 AM. |
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lmao these are great.
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dead man mimic-verse (3rd attempt)
empty promises & broken dreams
so it seems we were broken teens always chasing the dopamine, [etc ?if you told me what i did wrong i wouldn’t have to write -this song therapy sessions where did we end it? a mile & a half, up the winding path, while we smile and laugh my thoughts are flames pondering what (to do/move/) next on the stock exchange meanwhile, i forgot your name i was sure you were it… i slur when i spit, maybe it’s the bourbon & gin “jim & jack” can fill you in on why i wasn’t heard from again -PA ================================================== ===== There’s a SHORT 16 on an 8-16 request for Lars or Aero...Or dead man himself….anyone except LGI…. I am NOT fucking around with lyrics these days, guys. It’s just 3 quick 3-line bridges and a quatrain closer with booze. I whipped this up BEFORE I analyze “Probably”…so as to not be too “recently influenced”...if that makes sense. Keep droppin, all in fun~ |
02-20-2023, 01:59 PM | #11 |
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ive been,
thinking about thinking about you. haven’t managed it yet I hang up regretting the idea before you even answer my texts. anxious deep breaths. heavy breathing down the end of the line went and declined the call before your cell connected to mine. everything’s fine. I tell myself until I start to believe it harder to keep shit ‘real’ than admit we’re only human sometimes it’s part of the remit. keeping your head while losing your mind being upset but refusing to try and keep it in check. memories the sepia lenses on my rose-tinted glasses broke and detached cold and abandoned nobody answers. - d.man
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02-20-2023, 08:43 PM | #12 |
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@sral @Diablo
good / complex flow/rhyme "curveball" with the part of the remit bit executed nicely, and is a nice variation so as to avoid a robotic multi-verse good tone & anxiety about the cell phone interaction... basically "dead man" FIRE, like mine above it... HE HAS REVEALED HIS FORMULA TO US ALL **will be more serious & feed "Probably", by tomorrow. Probably** |
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