"December 17, 2012"
My house.
My room.
My bed.
My head.
My food.
My job.
My car.
My heart.
I need to feel like this is mine.
(repeat)
Disconnection from sentiment.
A sweet collection of nothing meant.
My years of building - a consequence.
Fulfill the feeling of independence.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
New Cover Idea
So, I've been listening to so much Depeche Mode lately, and I'm thinking of doing a cover of one of at least their songs. I definitely want to do "Personal Jesus," but I'd love to do "John the Revelator" or "Blasphemous Rumors." Actually, anything from their catalog would be good. But I was thinking "Personal Jesus," maybe even "John the Revelator," would be perfect The Age of Innocence.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Is Patience Truly a Virtue?
So, I finished a really important song last night. And I was all excited to post the completed lyrics up for everyone to see...but then, I thought..."This is an epic moment for me. Would it be better if I waited, built up the suspense? Do it like REAL recording artists and tease about how I have new stuff for 3 months, build up the hype, and then release a critically acclaimed hit single? Blah blah blah?"
...I've developed an opinion mid-post: Forget suspense. Forget being a musical tease. If I ever make it big, THEN I will be a jerk and prolong the release of "precious" lyrics/songs. But for now, let's just enjoy some music! More specifically, a collection of words that describe mental state on July 17, 2012 and a little bit on December 10 (Holy Goodness, that was yesterday!). Let's reiterate: I write songs based on incredibly personal subjects. I include dates with my songs now, not only to emulate a journal entry, but also to show when I was experiencing what I was writing. This particular song is pretty pathetic, but no worries. Its just therapy :)
"July 17, 2012"
I sit here eating Triscuits and chocolate chips
At 1 in the morning.
I'm getting bigger...and older too.
Second pass; unnoticed.
I've sat and waited for 8 long years,
Hoping for a miracle.
A break in the shit that
I've put up with.
Something less difficult.
I take four steps closer
To my ideal life.
Music path uncharted.
But the fairy tale stories
Show minimal odds.
Then, I'm back to where I started.
Where is my money going now?
I have to figure out my future somehow.
I'm not a winner.
I'm not a survivor.
I'm unentertaining and weak.
I'm a maybe.
Never a definite reply.
I'm forgetful,
And I'm forgettable.
I lack encouragement, support.
I'm an answer
To the question of failure.
I pretend that I'm famous and popular
And write alone in my room.
Post songs on my Facebook site
And sell it all on iTunes.
Four steps later,
I'm a millionaire.
Successful and insightful.
But reality kicks in,
And I'm wasted space.
No one's very helpful.
...I've developed an opinion mid-post: Forget suspense. Forget being a musical tease. If I ever make it big, THEN I will be a jerk and prolong the release of "precious" lyrics/songs. But for now, let's just enjoy some music! More specifically, a collection of words that describe mental state on July 17, 2012 and a little bit on December 10 (Holy Goodness, that was yesterday!). Let's reiterate: I write songs based on incredibly personal subjects. I include dates with my songs now, not only to emulate a journal entry, but also to show when I was experiencing what I was writing. This particular song is pretty pathetic, but no worries. Its just therapy :)
"July 17, 2012"
I sit here eating Triscuits and chocolate chips
At 1 in the morning.
I'm getting bigger...and older too.
Second pass; unnoticed.
I've sat and waited for 8 long years,
Hoping for a miracle.
A break in the shit that
I've put up with.
Something less difficult.
I take four steps closer
To my ideal life.
Music path uncharted.
But the fairy tale stories
Show minimal odds.
Then, I'm back to where I started.
Where is my money going now?
I have to figure out my future somehow.
I'm not a winner.
I'm not a survivor.
I'm unentertaining and weak.
I'm a maybe.
Never a definite reply.
I'm forgetful,
And I'm forgettable.
I lack encouragement, support.
I'm an answer
To the question of failure.
I pretend that I'm famous and popular
And write alone in my room.
Post songs on my Facebook site
And sell it all on iTunes.
Four steps later,
I'm a millionaire.
Successful and insightful.
But reality kicks in,
And I'm wasted space.
No one's very helpful.
I'm not a winner.
I'm not a survivor.
I'm unentertaining and weak.
I'm a maybe.
Never a definite reply.
I'm forgetful,
And I'm forgettable.
I lack encouragement, support.
I'm an answer
To the question of failure.
If I can break through
The crowd of desperate hopefuls,
Maybe I'll stop wasting my life.
If I can sing out,
Bare my soul,
Maybe someone will like what I have to say...
I sit here, eating Pick Up Stix
At 6 in the evening...
I'm not a winner.
I'm not a survivor.
I'm unentertaining and weak.
I'm a maybe.
Never a definite reply.
I'm forgetful,
And I'm forgettable.
I lack encouragement, support.
I'm an answer
To the question of failure.
Monday, December 10, 2012
I Promise You...
Instead of posting snippets of lyrics and parts of songs, I'm going to finish something by the end of this week!!! I promise anyone who reads this!!! By Sunday night, I will have posted/completed an entire song. Either lyrics or music. Maybe both if I'm feeling extremely creative.
Oh, and I need to finish my piano/sitar composition.
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Theory Final Comp
I'm supposed to write a piece for piano in ternary form using a Chopin-esque structure, with no more than one sharp/flat in the original key, and I have NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE!!!! Severe composer's block happening. And it's all due tomorrow. (Frustration)
Hopefully, when I finish this, I'll be able to use it for Joue. That's the goal. I'm already planning on putting my "Simple Little Melody" into a series of similar-sounding compositions (one from last year that's entitled 'February [something or other]).
Hopefully, when I finish this, I'll be able to use it for Joue. That's the goal. I'm already planning on putting my "Simple Little Melody" into a series of similar-sounding compositions (one from last year that's entitled 'February [something or other]).
Piano Solo from September
Forgot to post this a while back! I started writing a piano solo piece on September 16, and I finished it some time in October/November. I have other compositions I wanna post soon, but I'll wait until I have the recordings for those.
A Simple Little Melody
A Simple Little Melody
Friday, November 23, 2012
"November 23, 2012"
Что случилось?
Небо становило серый.
Мои мысли - грустные.
Моя жизнь разрушая.
What happened?
The sky turned gray.
My thoughts are sad.
My life is ruined.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Don't Wanna
"November 7, 2012"
I don't wanna be a jerk.
I don't wanna be that guy.
I don't wanna tease you
If it'll make you cry.
I'm just insecure
And trying to get you to notice me.
But if that hurts,
Then I guess I'll stop.
There are so many things I should be.
Why do you see this as me?
What am I doing wrong?
I don't wanna be a player.
I will not objectify you.
I won't smack your ass or say something crass
Because it doesn't suit.
I'm just sensitive
And too shy to make the first move.
But if it's what you need,
I guess I'll try.
There are so many things I could be.
Why do you need this to be me?
What am I doing wrong?
I don't wanna be your gay friend.
I don't wanna be your go-to.
I wanna be an option
And fall in love with you.
I'm just over-friendly,
And I want your trust.
But if it isn't what you want,
I guess I'll go.
I don't wanna be a jerk.
I don't wanna be that guy.
I don't wanna tease you
If it'll make you cry.
I'm just insecure
And trying to get you to notice me.
But if that hurts,
Then I guess I'll stop.
There are so many things I should be.
Why do you see this as me?
What am I doing wrong?
I don't wanna be a player.
I will not objectify you.
I won't smack your ass or say something crass
Because it doesn't suit.
I'm just sensitive
And too shy to make the first move.
But if it's what you need,
I guess I'll try.
There are so many things I could be.
Why do you need this to be me?
What am I doing wrong?
I don't wanna be your gay friend.
I don't wanna be your go-to.
I wanna be an option
And fall in love with you.
I'm just over-friendly,
And I want your trust.
But if it isn't what you want,
I guess I'll go.
There are so many things I should be.
Why do you see this as me?
What am I doing wrong?
I wanna be your boyfriend.
I want us to fall in love.
A long life together,
It's what I'm thinking of.
I'm just waiting for you
To fall in love with me.
But if you don't love me,
I guess we're done.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
October 17, 2012
"October 17, 2012"
Baby, you don't have to run.
Just learn to take the fall.
Not good enough
Is better after all.
It's a matter of choice and heart.
Not trying to pull you down.
I can make a good start
If you let me stick around.
I'm not so sure you like me at all,
But I'll keep trying 'til you reject me.
I'm staying positive, and it
Makes me feel alive.
Wake up and (take/drink) the poison.
My influences for this song include Five For Fighting's "Superman (It's Not Easy)," Frou Frou's "Let Go," and Natasha Bedingfield's "Smell the Roses."
Baby, you don't have to run.
Just learn to take the fall.
Not good enough
Is better after all.
It's a matter of choice and heart.
Not trying to pull you down.
I can make a good start
If you let me stick around.
I'm not so sure you like me at all,
But I'll keep trying 'til you reject me.
I'm staying positive, and it
Makes me feel alive.
Wake up and (take/drink) the poison.
My influences for this song include Five For Fighting's "Superman (It's Not Easy)," Frou Frou's "Let Go," and Natasha Bedingfield's "Smell the Roses."
Monday, October 15, 2012
October 14, 2012
"October 14, 2012"
In a sphere of discord,
When no one agrees on fundamentals,
I look you in the eyes.
Forget you.
I'm just trying to work the crowd appeal.
Arguing all over time.
Pull your pants up,
Break down, and face me.
My image will survive.
In a sphere of discord,
When no one agrees on fundamentals,
I look you in the eyes.
Forget you.
I'm just trying to work the crowd appeal.
Arguing all over time.
Pull your pants up,
Break down, and face me.
My image will survive.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
You Think You're Alone
Just finished my Euphonium solo for a composition competition I'm entering. There is a specific way to play it, in my opinion, because it doesn't sound like a piece you would listen to at a concert. It's split into three short movements, all of which are expressive of the different feelings of being alone. I envision the performer to walk into a large hall with just a chair, sitting down and playing this piece as people walk by. Too many people gathered around watching might lessen the acoustical effect, so the performance must be spontaneous.
You Think You're Alone
You Think You're Alone
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
More, Better Covers
So, you know how I tend to have a short attention span, musically? Well, I have another AWESOME idea for an album, just until I can get some creative inspiration for Joue... and my synthesizer stuff for The Age of Innocence. So I've been poring over my collection for the past week, looking for acceptable songs to cover. I've been looking at songs I can adapt for the piano or turn into synth comps, or just add my flavor. And I have a list of 32 songs I might cover. Of course, this won't be an official album because I don't want to mess with royalties. Just a pet project to keep me occupied until I can push it off to the side.
Here's the 32-track list:
Here's the 32-track list:
- Beauty Queen/Horses (Tori Amos)
- Different (Acceptance)
- Eleanor Rigby (The Beatles)
- Paradise (Vanessa Carlton)
- Words (Skylar Grey)
- Outlaws of Love (Adam Lambert)
- Crazy (K-Ci & JoJo)
- I Only See You (Benton Paul)
- Trees (Marty Casey & the Lovehammers) *
- Bad News (Kanye West)
- Call Your (Boyfriend) [Robyn]
- Cold Feet (Liam Finn) *
- Yesterday (Diddy Dirty Money)
- She Said (Unwritten Law)
- Tainted Love (Soft Cell)
- Coldest Winter (Kanye West)
- Just a Feeling (Maroon 5)
- Yeah Yeah Yeah You Would (Diddy Dirty Money)
- So Sick (Ne-Yo)
- Falling Stars (David Archuleta)
- Somebody That I Used to Know (Gotye)
- Mean (Taylor Swift)
- Facedrop (Sean Kingston)
- Goodnight and Go (Imogen Heap)
- Вспоминай (Sergei Lazarev)
- Mercy (Matt Nathanson)
- One More Night (Maroon 5)
- Deseo Que Ya No Puede Ser (Nek)
- How (Maroon 5)
- Won’t Stop (OneRepublic)
- Complainte de la Butte (Rufus Wainwright) *
- Junebug (Robert Francis)
Gay Best Friend
"October 10, 2012"
I'm such a good little nice boy
With such a positive behavior.
But when girls like you walk by,
I get a strange little fever.
My body starts rising, and I lose control.
And I try to show you where this friendship will go.
And suddenly my body deflates.
You make me feel so gay
When I'm around you,
Like I just wanna be your best friend.
And what I hate
Is I can't impress you,
And the sad cycle never ends.
(Tell me about all the boys you like...)
I'm such a good little nice boy
With such a positive behavior.
But when girls like you walk by,
I get a strange little fever.
My body starts rising, and I lose control.
And I try to show you where this friendship will go.
And suddenly my body deflates.
You make me feel so gay
When I'm around you,
Like I just wanna be your best friend.
And what I hate
Is I can't impress you,
And the sad cycle never ends.
(Tell me about all the boys you like...)
October 9, 2012
"October 9, 2012"
(I'm just like my Civic.
You've just gotta get me revved up.)
Heh!
I wanna rock with ya!
I wanna drive you away.
I wanna talk to ya!
Girl, I can't give you away.
I want a punk girl in the corner.
What do you say?
I wanna...oww!
(Give it up!)
I wanna fall in love!
You see, I'm begging for ya.
Come get me.
I walk on over,
Hoping, suddenly,
You'll cling to me.
Don't want a rag doll.
Balance out my energy.
I've got to...
(mmm...ow!)
I've got to be with you!
Ooh, you're making me crazy!
It isn't sexual.
It's your personality.
You are such a good woman.
Please believe in me.
I wanna melt in your arms,
Let you lean into mine.
And we can be the cutest thing.
Our love will last over time.
(I'm just like my Civic.
You've just gotta get me revved up.)
Heh!
I wanna rock with ya!
I wanna drive you away.
I wanna talk to ya!
Girl, I can't give you away.
I want a punk girl in the corner.
What do you say?
I wanna...oww!
(Give it up!)
I wanna fall in love!
You see, I'm begging for ya.
Come get me.
I walk on over,
Hoping, suddenly,
You'll cling to me.
Don't want a rag doll.
Balance out my energy.
I've got to...
(mmm...ow!)
I've got to be with you!
Ooh, you're making me crazy!
It isn't sexual.
It's your personality.
You are such a good woman.
Please believe in me.
I wanna melt in your arms,
Let you lean into mine.
And we can be the cutest thing.
Our love will last over time.
TheBestFriend (College Edition)
"October 9, 2012"
Can I be your friend?
Can we never be together?
Tell me all the guys
You think are hot.
Can you think I'm gay,
That I'm one of the girls?
That permanent friend zone
Is always safe.
What the fuck am I doing?
Every chance to start again,
I stay the same.
Who the fuck am I kidding?
I won't get a woman by
Being her best friend.
The truth is out.
My secret's gone.
I build on friendship
When I'm in love.
Will you please
Just work with me?
I'm tired of feeling so lonely.
I'm out of practice.
Don't hold it against me.
So much rejection
Has me weak.
I need some protection
From my internal voice.
It's breaking my courage
To talk to you.
What the fuck am I doing?
Overanalyze when I should
Take the plunge.
Who the fuck am I kidding?
I should lower standards
And try to have some fun.
Can I be your friend?
Can we never be together?
Tell me all the guys
You think are hot.
Can you think I'm gay,
That I'm one of the girls?
That permanent friend zone
Is always safe.
What the fuck am I doing?
Every chance to start again,
I stay the same.
Who the fuck am I kidding?
I won't get a woman by
Being her best friend.
The truth is out.
My secret's gone.
I build on friendship
When I'm in love.
Will you please
Just work with me?
I'm tired of feeling so lonely.
I'm out of practice.
Don't hold it against me.
So much rejection
Has me weak.
I need some protection
From my internal voice.
It's breaking my courage
To talk to you.
What the fuck am I doing?
Overanalyze when I should
Take the plunge.
Who the fuck am I kidding?
I should lower standards
And try to have some fun.
September 27, 2012
"September 27, 2012"
Putting on layers in my own room.
Listening through my headphones.
Boiling blood is slowly freezing.
Becoming the snake I've always been.
Communication breaking down.
A smile for the pass-and-go.
Can't evaluate my behavior.
Guess there's time to improve.
Why can't I control it?
Usually, it's comforting.
But contrast leaves me confused.
Should I leave?
Where is my head now?
I'm crawling again.
Turn it back around.
Let me conquer this.
Putting on layers in my own room.
Listening through my headphones.
Boiling blood is slowly freezing.
Becoming the snake I've always been.
Communication breaking down.
A smile for the pass-and-go.
Can't evaluate my behavior.
Guess there's time to improve.
Why can't I control it?
Usually, it's comforting.
But contrast leaves me confused.
Should I leave?
Where is my head now?
I'm crawling again.
Turn it back around.
Let me conquer this.
September 24, 2012
"September 24, 2012"
I want to love someone.
I want her to love me too.
I want to meet her in the corner
Where we both hide from view.
I want her to be so shy,
She can't say hello.
And we'll both sit in silence
'Til she gets up to go.
Then, I'll make some joke.
Say, "I don't even know your name."
She'll sit back down
So we can start again.
The shyness thaws
As we realize
We both have
That sparkle in our eyes.
I want love that'll never happen,
Timing that doesn't exist,
A woman who loves me even though
I don't know how to kiss.
I have to wait a lifetime
Before I take a chance.
It's not easy being so sensitive
Without a trained romance.
That story before wasn't love,
But that's what I want.
I wanna share my life with her
And write her a million songs.
But my imagination
Is not reality.
In this scenario,
She gets up and leaves.
A friend, I'll be
Until we fade.
But desire will not
Walk away.
I want to love someone.
I want her to love me too.
I want to meet her in the corner
Where we both hide from view.
I want her to be so shy,
She can't say hello.
And we'll both sit in silence
'Til she gets up to go.
Then, I'll make some joke.
Say, "I don't even know your name."
She'll sit back down
So we can start again.
The shyness thaws
As we realize
We both have
That sparkle in our eyes.
I want love that'll never happen,
Timing that doesn't exist,
A woman who loves me even though
I don't know how to kiss.
I have to wait a lifetime
Before I take a chance.
It's not easy being so sensitive
Without a trained romance.
That story before wasn't love,
But that's what I want.
I wanna share my life with her
And write her a million songs.
But my imagination
Is not reality.
In this scenario,
She gets up and leaves.
A friend, I'll be
Until we fade.
But desire will not
Walk away.
Lucky Stars
"September 2, 2012"
Oh, please believe in me.
I shine so bright in the garbage pit.
I struggle through the muck
To find the front line.
(Back down.)
So many scraps of shit
Saved by perverts and shallow (bits/tits).
Why can't I leave this limbo?
Where is my home?
If I pray enough,
Sell myself enough,
Kiss ass 'til I can't pucker up,
Will I break through?
I want one more lucky star
To show me the way to your hearts.
Oh, please support me!
I only have what you provide.
Silence cuts deep in ragged bones.
Please, please love me!
I wanna change the world, or just your thoughts.
I'm rolling in my tracks.
(Chorus)
Falling from the sky.
It's like they can't get enough.
Leave some space for me,
So I can shine.
Catch a little fire
And burn until the world is yours.
Leave me locked up in my room.
Oh, please believe in me.
I shine so bright in the garbage pit.
I struggle through the muck
To find the front line.
(Back down.)
So many scraps of shit
Saved by perverts and shallow (bits/tits).
Why can't I leave this limbo?
Where is my home?
If I pray enough,
Sell myself enough,
Kiss ass 'til I can't pucker up,
Will I break through?
I want one more lucky star
To show me the way to your hearts.
Oh, please support me!
I only have what you provide.
Silence cuts deep in ragged bones.
Please, please love me!
I wanna change the world, or just your thoughts.
I'm rolling in my tracks.
(Chorus)
Falling from the sky.
It's like they can't get enough.
Leave some space for me,
So I can shine.
Catch a little fire
And burn until the world is yours.
Leave me locked up in my room.
Doubt
"August 30, 2012"
I would like to add a disclaimer to this one: I wrote this song after having a conversation with my friends about religion. It in no way reflects their views or my views on Christianity or science-based ideologies. I'm merely embellishing.
I can prove anything
As long as I'm happy.
The grand search is on again.
Gather up your iPhones.
Start phonetic typing.
I've found another loophole.
Bring down the Christian regime.
Not another lie to breathe.
I found a skull under an old oak.
It proves that humans come from trees.
Who are our coniferous ancestors?
I'm dying to believe.
Someday, I'll dig my roots and sprout my leaves.
But not today.
You lied to me
To keep me safe.
You screwed up my mind
To keep me home on Sunday.
I try to run,
But your Lord is at my heels.
Tell your Jesus,
I revere no one but myself.
At peace when not provoked
By your morality.
Shove scripture down my throat
Like I'm unclean.
I'm a good person.
I do good things.
So, why can't you just let me
Do what I please?
Hypocrites,
Smothering me with your religion.
Why can't you tolerate
My intolerance?
I would like to add a disclaimer to this one: I wrote this song after having a conversation with my friends about religion. It in no way reflects their views or my views on Christianity or science-based ideologies. I'm merely embellishing.
I can prove anything
As long as I'm happy.
The grand search is on again.
Gather up your iPhones.
Start phonetic typing.
I've found another loophole.
Bring down the Christian regime.
Not another lie to breathe.
I found a skull under an old oak.
It proves that humans come from trees.
Who are our coniferous ancestors?
I'm dying to believe.
Someday, I'll dig my roots and sprout my leaves.
But not today.
You lied to me
To keep me safe.
You screwed up my mind
To keep me home on Sunday.
I try to run,
But your Lord is at my heels.
Tell your Jesus,
I revere no one but myself.
At peace when not provoked
By your morality.
Shove scripture down my throat
Like I'm unclean.
I'm a good person.
I do good things.
So, why can't you just let me
Do what I please?
Hypocrites,
Smothering me with your religion.
Why can't you tolerate
My intolerance?
Laying out the cards
Just wanted to update: I'm loving CalArts!!!! Such an inspiring place to be right now! I'm surrounded by all of these people who want to do amazing things with their lives and talents, and it's such an honor to (eventually) get the opportunity to collaborate with them.
On that note, I must add that the last song I completed was "Circles." In past-Luke years, that was a long time ago, so I'm kinda freaking out about releasing something new. And I STILL do not have any completed songs, but I will post some awesome lyrics I've come up with that I hope you will enjoy. And by "you," I mean people who clicked Random Blog, scammers, and the weirdos who Google the name Luke Morin.
P.S. I have NEVER Googled my own name or tried to search for my own music sites, because that would be pathetic...
P.P.S. I have, because I'm a little pathetic.
P.P.P.S. this blog has 729 views. I believe that 700 of those views are from me.
On that note, I must add that the last song I completed was "Circles." In past-Luke years, that was a long time ago, so I'm kinda freaking out about releasing something new. And I STILL do not have any completed songs, but I will post some awesome lyrics I've come up with that I hope you will enjoy. And by "you," I mean people who clicked Random Blog, scammers, and the weirdos who Google the name Luke Morin.
P.S. I have NEVER Googled my own name or tried to search for my own music sites, because that would be pathetic...
P.P.S. I have, because I'm a little pathetic.
P.P.P.S. this blog has 729 views. I believe that 700 of those views are from me.
Friday, August 24, 2012
Death Trap (Work in progress)
June 20, 2012
I'm on a rampage,
Ready to fix our world.
I've been talking shit,
Bringing down the evil ones.
And you just listen,
Feeding my self-admiration.
We're on higher ground,
Judging all the imperfection.
But my, my,
What a little surprise for me!
I'm burning names
While you're handing me the flame.
Guess who's
Been making himself a fool?
Did you ever really like me?
I don't know
What to do or say
Around a yes-man.
I'm sorry it turned out this way.
I need a leash,
No more room to play.
Take a stand, and
Tell me I'm no longer okay.
Your passivity is too confusing.
I'm on a mission.
Working hard and honest living.
Pushing out people
Who obstruct my perfect system.
Will you be my victim
Or my revelation?
Hurt me now,
So I'll repent and ask forgiveness.
Oh, why
Can't you be honest with me?
I need a friend who can
Stop me when I've hurt their feelings.
Guess who's
Been making himself a fool?
Are we ever really happy?
I'm on a rampage,
Ready to fix our world.
I've been talking shit,
Bringing down the evil ones.
And you just listen,
Feeding my self-admiration.
We're on higher ground,
Judging all the imperfection.
But my, my,
What a little surprise for me!
I'm burning names
While you're handing me the flame.
Guess who's
Been making himself a fool?
Did you ever really like me?
I don't know
What to do or say
Around a yes-man.
I'm sorry it turned out this way.
I need a leash,
No more room to play.
Take a stand, and
Tell me I'm no longer okay.
Your passivity is too confusing.
I'm on a mission.
Working hard and honest living.
Pushing out people
Who obstruct my perfect system.
Will you be my victim
Or my revelation?
Hurt me now,
So I'll repent and ask forgiveness.
Oh, why
Can't you be honest with me?
I need a friend who can
Stop me when I've hurt their feelings.
Guess who's
Been making himself a fool?
Are we ever really happy?
I don't know
What to do or say
Around a yes-man.
I'm sorry it turned out this way.
I need a leash,
No more room to play.
Take a stand, and
Tell me I'm no longer okay.
The Nicest Girl (Work in progress)
May 24, 2012
You're so nice...
Desperate to play all sides.
You have a power,
The gift of sugar.
You're so sweet,
But you can be too much.
The endless laughter.
When are you serious?
The moment you grew up,
The trouble had to start.
No more trusting, lack of judgment.
A bitch through-and-through.
Take your fake lifestyles.
Keep them on Twitter.
Say whatever you want
So you can feel better.
You chose to fight.
You chose to gain.
But all you have,
It fades away.
Left with nothing
But your name.
The nicest girl,
The biggest fake.
Caught in your web again.
The words you choose,
They'll come back to you.
So stupid.
You're such a little princess.
You walk all over
the underlings you call your friends.
You're so nice...
Desperate to play all sides.
You have a power,
The gift of sugar.
You're so sweet,
But you can be too much.
The endless laughter.
When are you serious?
The moment you grew up,
The trouble had to start.
No more trusting, lack of judgment.
A bitch through-and-through.
Take your fake lifestyles.
Keep them on Twitter.
Say whatever you want
So you can feel better.
You chose to fight.
You chose to gain.
But all you have,
It fades away.
Left with nothing
But your name.
The nicest girl,
The biggest fake.
Caught in your web again.
The words you choose,
They'll come back to you.
So stupid.
You're such a little princess.
You walk all over
the underlings you call your friends.
Prettyboy (Work in progress)
July 20, 2011
...Prettyboy, I'm coming after you.
You think you're cool
Because you're lifted up
By a group of antisocial nerds.
Are you stupid
Or just that insecure?
Looks won't get you anywhere
If you're so unsure.
You walk around like we worship you,
But we always talk about
How you will end up alone.
Yes, I'm jealous.
I don't get all the girls.
But at least I'm self-assured enough
To get to them first.
Prettyboy,
With perfect brains to save the day,
You can't even say her name.
Prettyboy,
With bigger muscles than me,
She'll break up with you anyway.
All that potential.
Why would you second-guess?
Girls flocking around you.
That's as good as it gets.
Stop making people guess.
The rumors will "flame."
You're a big boy now.
You have to scream your name.
Prettyboy,
With charm your ego complements,
You can't even please your friends.
Prettyboy,
With drink and popularity,
Alone in your residence.
...Prettyboy, I'm coming after you.
You think you're cool
Because you're lifted up
By a group of antisocial nerds.
Are you stupid
Or just that insecure?
Looks won't get you anywhere
If you're so unsure.
You walk around like we worship you,
But we always talk about
How you will end up alone.
Yes, I'm jealous.
I don't get all the girls.
But at least I'm self-assured enough
To get to them first.
Prettyboy,
With perfect brains to save the day,
You can't even say her name.
Prettyboy,
With bigger muscles than me,
She'll break up with you anyway.
All that potential.
Why would you second-guess?
Girls flocking around you.
That's as good as it gets.
Stop making people guess.
The rumors will "flame."
You're a big boy now.
You have to scream your name.
Prettyboy,
With charm your ego complements,
You can't even please your friends.
Prettyboy,
With drink and popularity,
Alone in your residence.
Vain (Work in progress)
September 11, 2011
I wanna be it.
Hot-bodied, sick and twisted.
So sadistic,
Make you go insane.
I wanna have it.
Cool touch, so seductive.
Gotta love it
Running through your brain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
Take a look in the mirror.
Nice face that girls won't look at.
I don't want that.
Ch-Change it, change it.
Put on a scowl. Be a jerk.
Girls will like that.
It's attractive.
Say goodbye to me.
Walk, walk.
Right on top.
Just worked out.
I'm looking hot.
I'm just a little immature.
I like it!
I wanna be it.
Hot-bodied, sick and twisted.
So sadistic,
Make you go insane.
I wanna have it.
Cool touch, so seductive.
Gotta love it
Running through your brain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
Take a look in the mirror.
Nice face that girls won't look at.
I don't want that.
Ch-Change it, change it.
Put on a scowl. Be a jerk.
Girls will like that.
It's attractive.
Say goodbye to me.
Walk, walk.
Right on top.
Just worked out.
I'm looking hot.
I'm just a little immature.
I like it!
I wanna be it.
Hot-bodied, sick and twisted.
So sadistic,
Make you go insane.
I wanna have it.
Cool touch, so seductive.
Gotta love it
Running through your brain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
Freeze. Choose your pose.
No one wants to know what you know.
It's electric.
Shock me, shock me.
Dirty truths come to life
In your eyes.
Nothing's secret.
They want your body.
Lie to stay on top.
Competition forced to drop.
I'm just a little insecure.
I like it...
I wanna be it.
Hot-bodied, sick and twisted.
So sadistic,
Make you go insane.
I wanna have it.
Cool touch, so seductive.
Gotta love it
Running through your brain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
I wanna be
Vain. Vain...vain. Vain.
Dance Alone (work in progress)
March 26, 2012
Run away
From the villain who has
Taken over me.
I'm a jerk.
My self-worth
Is dirtying the ground.
I'm holding on
To what is not mine anymore.
Why didn't I guess
That you'd leave me alone?
I'd like to dance,
But I can't find the floor.
I don't deserve any sympathy.
What makes me feel
Like I'm in control?
A failed attempt,
And I've hurt everyone.
In denial.
I take a step too far.
And though I'm craving for a real life,
I dance alone.
Doing moves that I like,
But no one seems to care.
Stiff and forced. But of course,
I'm not myself.
Wasting my energy so
We can all have fun.
Won't you stay?
I wanna dance with you.
Don't break away.
I have no one else to choose.
Don't leave me 'til
This song is over!
Run away
From the villain who has
Taken over me.
I'm a jerk.
My self-worth
Is dirtying the ground.
I'm holding on
To what is not mine anymore.
Why didn't I guess
That you'd leave me alone?
I'd like to dance,
But I can't find the floor.
I don't deserve any sympathy.
What makes me feel
Like I'm in control?
A failed attempt,
And I've hurt everyone.
In denial.
I take a step too far.
And though I'm craving for a real life,
I dance alone.
Doing moves that I like,
But no one seems to care.
Stiff and forced. But of course,
I'm not myself.
Wasting my energy so
We can all have fun.
Won't you stay?
I wanna dance with you.
Don't break away.
I have no one else to choose.
Don't leave me 'til
This song is over!
What makes me feel
Like I'm in control?
A failed attempt,
And I've hurt everyone.
In denial.
I take a step too far.
And though I'm craving for a real life,
I dance alone.
Circles
I just finished this a few days ago. Another piano comp in the vein of Vanessa Carlton's "The Wreckage."
Circles
February 12, 2012
Spinning,
Take me in the moonlight.
I am with the living,
But time stands still.
Watching
Continuum in motion.
Dreams outlining fears
By cheating deaths.
I'll never be a social
When I'm in a circle.
My eyes are glossing over,
But boredom is my cover.
Reaching out, but
Turn and cross.
I'm in a daze.
Safe and sound
In my secluded
Numbness. Waiting.
Watch me
Contemplating insight.
So embarrassed.
Waiting for alarms.
People,
Hopes and dreams perpetual.
Never moving forward.
Starting, but
Never ending.
I'll never feel at home
When I'm in a circle.
Suffering stagnation
For sake of relations.
Circles
February 12, 2012
Spinning,
Take me in the moonlight.
I am with the living,
But time stands still.
Watching
Continuum in motion.
Dreams outlining fears
By cheating deaths.
I'll never be a social
When I'm in a circle.
My eyes are glossing over,
But boredom is my cover.
Reaching out, but
Turn and cross.
I'm in a daze.
Safe and sound
In my secluded
Numbness. Waiting.
Watch me
Contemplating insight.
So embarrassed.
Waiting for alarms.
People,
Hopes and dreams perpetual.
Never moving forward.
Starting, but
Never ending.
I'll never feel at home
When I'm in a circle.
Suffering stagnation
For sake of relations.
Yet Another Beginning to an Unfinished French Song
It was supposed to sound/feel like Stariy Pidzhak, but it shall never be finished. Ironic, considering the lyrics...
August 23, 2012
Je veux écrire une chanson
En autre langue.
Sans assistance,
Écrit tout seul.
Ma persistance, c'est rien
Sans mon ambition.
Il faut que je finisse
Cette chanson.
Je veux vivre avec
Une leur d'espoire.
Sans reculer,
Me defendre.
(I want to write a song
In another language.
Without help,
Written all by myself.
My persistence is nothing
Without my ambition.
I must finish
This song.)
August 23, 2012
Je veux écrire une chanson
En autre langue.
Sans assistance,
Écrit tout seul.
Ma persistance, c'est rien
Sans mon ambition.
Il faut que je finisse
Cette chanson.
Je veux vivre avec
Une leur d'espoire.
Sans reculer,
Me defendre.
(I want to write a song
In another language.
Without help,
Written all by myself.
My persistence is nothing
Without my ambition.
I must finish
This song.)
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Killer
August 11, 2011
Do you think I'm crazy?
Do you think I'm insane?
You talk about me,
And that's okay.
I'm obsessed wi-ith you,
According to the rumor.
So, let's make your lies truth,
Forget that I'm human.
I'll follow you home,
Watch you take off your clothes,
And fantasize.
You won't say no
When I ask you to be mine.
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
If you don't say you love me.
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
In the middle of the street.
Can't wait 'til he's out of the picture.
I need you now-now-now.
Face it now, I'm out to get ya!
I want you...ha!
Are you afraid yet?
I'm the perfect mistake
You'll never make again.
And I'll love you the same.
It's a permanent marking.
I'm here forever.
I left all my friends for you,
So give me what I ask for.
I've waited for you,
So open the door.
If you are home,
I hope you are alone
When I arrive.
Hang up the phone
'Cos we're running out of time.
Do you think I'm crazy?
Do you think I'm insane?
You talk about me,
And that's okay.
I'm obsessed wi-ith you,
According to the rumor.
So, let's make your lies truth,
Forget that I'm human.
I'll follow you home,
Watch you take off your clothes,
And fantasize.
You won't say no
When I ask you to be mine.
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
If you don't say you love me.
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
In the middle of the street.
Can't wait 'til he's out of the picture.
I need you now-now-now.
Face it now, I'm out to get ya!
I want you...ha!
Are you afraid yet?
I'm the perfect mistake
You'll never make again.
And I'll love you the same.
It's a permanent marking.
I'm here forever.
I left all my friends for you,
So give me what I ask for.
I've waited for you,
So open the door.
If you are home,
I hope you are alone
When I arrive.
Hang up the phone
'Cos we're running out of time.
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
If you don't say you love me.
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
In the middle of the street.
Can't wait 'til he's out of the picture.
I need you now-now-now.
Face it now, I'm out to get ya!
Take my freedom. Take my fortune.
I don't need what has its limits.
It's amazingly forgotten,
What I do with second chances.
Shut me up and cut me out
By playing into people's feelings.
I'm a reckoning
As long as you keep trying.
Overstate the situation.
I'm allowed to play the victim.
Gather allies, using them
To overcome your propaganda.
Call you bitch and take your virtue.
Let there be no one to run to.
Piss me off; I'll write about you.
Make me sad, and I will kill you!
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
If you don't say you love me.
I am a killer! I'll kill ya
In the middle of the street.
Can't wait 'til he's out of the picture.
I need you now-now-now.
Face it now, I'm out to get ya!
Call you bitch and take your virtue.
Let there be no one to run to.
Piss me off; I'll write about you.
Make me sad, and I will kill you!
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
F-A-T
I run, run, run
But I go nowhere.
I try to hide
What isn't there.
I'm falling, falling, falling, falling
Up the stairs.
Who cares? It's safe now.
Give it an extra notch.
(Pain is a positive.)
Make me sweat a lot.
(I'm hurting for you.)
Mould me.
Find that little problem.
Ample restoration.
Tired, but not broken.
Sit down, drink up.
All I do is wait.
How much can I cut
To beat my fate?
Balance out;
Urges suppressed.
Who cares? It's my life.
Tell me it's good for me.
(I'm at your mercy.)
Restriction is the key.
(I want for nothing.)
Mould me!
But I go nowhere.
I try to hide
What isn't there.
I'm falling, falling, falling, falling
Up the stairs.
Who cares? It's safe now.
Give it an extra notch.
(Pain is a positive.)
Make me sweat a lot.
(I'm hurting for you.)
Mould me.
Find that little problem.
Ample restoration.
Tired, but not broken.
Find that little problem.
Ample restoration.
Tired, but not broken.
Sit down, drink up.
All I do is wait.
How much can I cut
To beat my fate?
Balance out;
Urges suppressed.
Who cares? It's my life.
Tell me it's good for me.
(I'm at your mercy.)
Restriction is the key.
(I want for nothing.)
Mould me!
Find that little problem.
Ample restoration.
Tired, but not broken.
Find that little problem.
Ample restoration.
Tired, but not broken.
Sirens, sirens, sirens, sirens
Telling me to quit.
But I can't stop...
'Til everything fits.
Find that little problem.
Ample restoration.
Tired, but not broken.
Find that little problem.
Ample restoration.
Tired, but not broken.
New Music
Finished "Killer" and "F-A-T" this past week. So, looks like 3 songs are done for The Age of Innocence. Still a long way to go.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Identity Crisis (April 13, 2012)
Identity Crisis
I'm not anyone today.
Identity lost in my mind.
All my feelings wash away
Until I come out to
Save myself from this null-and-void.
I take a chance to satisfy,
But scorn saves me from the truth.
Made of rock and metal sides.
Despair saves everything I lose.
I'm not blind,
But I'm not moving.
Look straight ahead.
My future is improving.
With no faith in me,
I push harder.
Nothing to say.
Nothing to prove.
Fault: uselessness.
Complaining to hide
From anything true.
I'm sorry that I hurt you.
Out of control.
Impulses surface.
Never a censor.
Never a stopper.
Instant contention.
Never an answer.
I'm not anyone today
Because I don't want to be.
No, you will not define me.
You won't know me.
I fray until strands
Of my mind break,
And I end up lonely.
Who wins?
I'm not anyone today.
Identity lost in my mind.
All my feelings wash away
Until I come out to
Save myself from this null-and-void.
I take a chance to satisfy,
But scorn saves me from the truth.
Made of rock and metal sides.
Despair saves everything I lose.
I'm not blind,
But I'm not moving.
Look straight ahead.
My future is improving.
With no faith in me,
I push harder.
Nothing to say.
Nothing to prove.
Fault: uselessness.
Complaining to hide
From anything true.
I'm sorry that I hurt you.
Out of control.
Impulses surface.
Never a censor.
Never a stopper.
Instant contention.
Never an answer.
I'm not anyone today
Because I don't want to be.
No, you will not define me.
You won't know me.
I fray until strands
Of my mind break,
And I end up lonely.
Who wins?
Morning Exercise
No soufflé and no coffee.
Guess I'll wait for my creation.
11:30 and still going.
Time: no longer an object.
Pressure stalled, the more I sleep.
Gravity not fully realized.
Haven. Safety.
When I leave this bed,
I'll have to grow up.
Face the money, face the problem.
Pretend I'm cared about.
The ink is running out.
Who doesn't want me to write?
Paranoia already settling in?
At least it isn't real.
Curtains closed, but privacy breached.
They know too much about me.
I gave too much away.
Now, I'm alone.
Mystery and secrecy
Draw attention, stability.
No one wants an empty book.
They'll read it for themselves.
Is there something happy to say?
Why do I always go negative?
Yesterday was a good day
Until I started thinking.
If I turned off my brain
For the summer,
Would everyone like me better?
If I write my thoughts before I think,
Maybe I'll have a better day.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
New Songs
I sorta finished "Killer" last night (still need to do some mixing and add crashes), and I recorded "Identity Crisis" today. Feeling like I'm in a creative mood tonight, so I might go a little further on the other pieces. We'll see.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Joue. Igri. Play
- Stole My Friends
- You're a...
- Wait For Me
- How Do I Feel?
- I'm Not Your
- D
- You'll See
- I'm Not Over
- Say It
- The Last One (I Swear)
- July 8, 2011
The Age of Innocence
- Antisocial *
- Killer +
- Prettyboy +
- Grind
- Sexy Christian
- Tease
- Vain +
- (F-A-T) +
- Dance Alone
* = finished
+ = in progress
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