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    1. What is a line from a song that has stuck with you recently?

      What's a song lyric that has recently jumped out at you, caught your attention, resonated, or made you think? This doesn't have to be a favorite/best of all time topic, though feel free to post...

      What's a song lyric that has recently jumped out at you, caught your attention, resonated, or made you think?

      This doesn't have to be a favorite/best of all time topic, though feel free to post those if they speak to you. I'm more interested in something you encountered recently that you really like, appreciate, or find interesting, for whatever reason.

      8 votes
    2. magmatic rock, is one of the three main rock types, the others being sedimentary and metamorphic.

      Light it up hit the stage hit the dance floor. Fight enough start a riot there's a chance for love to grow for the hate to transform Feeling these knots in my head am I deformed? . Feel like my...

      Light it up

      hit the stage

      hit the dance floor.

      Fight enough

      start a riot

      there's a chance for

      love to grow

      for the hate

      to transform

      Feeling these

      knots in my head

      am I deformed?

      .

      Feel like my

      head, my heart,

      a rock show.

      Is this peace

      or pain, I

      do not know.

      I can't close

      my eyes and

      the clock's slow

      Pray I'll

      kill myself

      in Chicago

      .

      My head pounds

      bass drum

      memories of,

      days when you

      and I meshed

      and we made love.

      Wish that I

      went and bought you

      all your makeup.

      Maybe some money's

      all we needed

      to makeup

      .

      Feel like my

      head, my heart,

      a rock show.

      Is this peace

      or pain, I

      do not know.

      I can't close

      my eyes and

      the clock's slow

      Pray I'll

      kill myself

      in Chicago

      .

      With hate your

      voice went shrill

      you went cold.

      Who's this girl

      beside me

      don't know.

      Wake up in

      the morning pain

      or comfort?

      All your screaming

      I wanna go

      Van Gogh

      .

      Feel like my

      head, my heart,

      a rock show.

      Is this peace

      or pain, I

      do not know.

      I can't close

      my eyes and

      the clock's slow

      Pray I'll

      kill myself

      in Chicago

      9 votes
    3. at night the sandman sends me pretty things in unconsenting dreams.

      so i know nobody asks for my shit poetry lmao. i just wanna take a second to thank tildes for being a place for me to get shit off my chest. i wrote a comment on another site earlier today about...

      so i know nobody asks for my shit poetry lmao.

      i just wanna take a second to thank tildes for being a place for me to get shit off my chest.

      i wrote a comment on another site earlier today about catharsis, artistic expression, and depression. and it really made me appreciate the little community we've got going here.

      i have a feeling it's the same 5-6 people who upvote my posts whenever they come through, and i love you six to hell and back.

      i doubt i'd even get that kinda traction anywhere else.

      thank you for the support.

      thank you for letting me vent.

      much love.

      bishop.


      it's 3:11 like
      the band you like
      remember dancing
      under flashing lights
      ripped off your bra
      threw it up high
      heading home, arm in arm
      what a night
      i couldn't see it i
      guess i was blind
      fetish for pain meant
      you loved a fight
      you came the loudest
      when you held the knife
      and drove deep into
      my chest that night.

      you held me close
      and kissed me soft
      sat in your lap
      and gently rocked
      empathic smile and
      a lying tongue
      you made a promise
      that we'd still talk.
      behind your back you
      held a loaded gun
      pulled the trigger took
      off in a run
      into his arms
      into the sun
      things are getting dark
      in our garage.

      dysthymia
      is in my blood
      and i cant end
      it soon enough
      but i just do not
      have the guts
      yet.
      water my tongue
      with shitty rum
      and pray that i
      will find the one
      and she'll still love
      me when i'm drunk
      and
      dysthymia
      i'm getting high
      and i don't really
      wanna die
      it's just i never
      feel alive
      man
      dripping knife
      a sacrifice
      mr. sandman
      please be nice
      i don't wanna
      see her face
      now

      it's 3:11 and
      i'm home alone
      asking questions
      that nobody knows
      should i buy
      some xans
      buy
      some coke
      would i be upset
      if i overdose
      it's been some months
      and still here i am
      hooded sweater, scarred
      arms, kicking cans
      a black sheep,
      a lost lamb
      still in the kiln -
      shell of a man

      dysthymia
      is in my blood
      and i cant end
      it soon enough
      but i just do not
      have the guts
      yet.
      water my tongue
      with shitty rum
      and pray that i
      will find the one
      and she'll still love
      me when i'm drunk
      and
      dysthymia
      i'm getting high
      and i don't really
      wanna die
      it's just i never
      feel alive
      man
      dripping knife
      a sacrifice
      mr. sandman
      please be nice
      i don't wanna
      see her face
      now

      13 votes
    4. the perks of being alive.

      ten months, three kings. fuck. things you should know if you're gonna fuck with drugs. [reddit link] relevant shit: "Legends" x Juice WRLD "THE BLACKEST BALLOON" x Denzel Curry let's get to the...

      ten months, three kings.

      fuck.

      things you should know if you're gonna fuck with drugs. [reddit link]

      relevant shit:

      "Legends" x Juice WRLD
      "THE BLACKEST BALLOON" x Denzel Curry

      let's get to the piece


      death always seemed imminent
      every track he wrote it in
      real goth shit he'd represent
      drugs never put him on the fence
      geeked off coke, asleep off xans
      ate a couple shrooms he was diving in
      two hydros and two oxys blend
      had a full pill bottle in his hands
      nobody knew he would get so bent
      nobody knew it was laced with fent
      a message from postmortem breath
      everybody stop, get off your shit
      message rang, got left on sent
      looks like nobody's listening
      the saddest case that you could present
      never heard a peep about this shit again

      just pop another pill
      while the house is on fire
      just a warm blanket baby boy,
      you're gonna be fine.
      tryna look around,
      but you can't focus your eyes
      end up staring down the bottle
      tryna see what's inside
      looks like you found the
      perks of being alive.

      next gunned down midsummer
      cut across by two gunners
      reached their hands in
      to grab his things
      then bolted off and
      let shots ring
      they caught his neck
      boy couldn't breathe
      blood poured onto the
      beamer seats
      right as this boy began to preach
      a brand new message bent on peace
      a brand new face for the world to see
      his eyes saw love in the future
      tryna inspire life out of the dead sea
      20 years old, brought to his knees

      just pop another pill
      while the house is on fire
      just a warm blanket baby boy,
      you're gonna be fine.
      tryna look around,
      but you can't focus your eyes
      end up staring down the bottle
      tryna see what's inside
      looks like you found the
      perks of being alive.

      blue slides on both feet,
      just a college kid who loved weed
      found himself in a new scene
      little more fame, little more green
      then he started touring
      got hooked off the purp drink
      off the cocaine and promethazine
      found a swimming pool
      poured in the lean
      tried to swim out
      wouldn't let him leave
      pulled him to the deep
      wouldn't let him breathe
      cinderella, he had a queen
      ended, toxic, but they were teamed
      now four months later - it's the final scene.

      just pop another pill
      while the house is on fire
      just a warm blanket baby boy,
      you're gonna be fine.
      tryna look around,
      but you can't focus your eyes
      end up staring down the bottle
      tryna see what's inside
      looks like you found the
      perks of being alive.


      "Star Shopping" x Lil Peep

      "Snow" x XXXTentacion

      "Self Care" x Mac Miller

      rest in power my guys.

      8 votes
    5. slope.

      bishop. i want to go to colorado by the fire with a bottle of champagne with a little marijuana and a pillow tired of looking out the window every tree a weeping willow done with dying in this...

      bishop.


      i want to go to colorado
      by the fire with a bottle
      of champagne with a little
      marijuana and a pillow
      tired of looking out the window
      every tree a weeping willow
      done with dying in this riddle
      i just wanna live a little and

      i might wanna try skiing
      down the slopes but
      i don't wanna fall
      grab a friend and
      hit the snow just
      try to vibe it off
      can't feel my face
      i'm feeling better
      bad shit can't recall
      snowball fights
      my heart is racing
      til the night falls

      been sober dreaming of chicago
      off the loop we're eating tacos
      you made a ring out of a napkin
      and proposed on south financial
      my cheeks on rubies oh like marco
      to the hotel that we called home
      slept on each other on the green line
      highland park right by the water

      i might wanna try skiing
      down the slopes but
      i don't wanna fall
      memories got
      me all dark, just
      try to vibe it off
      can't feel my face
      i'm feeling better
      bad shit can't recall
      snowball fights
      my heart is racing
      til the night falls

      10 votes
    6. blute.

      grüße - i bins. it's bishop. its german. enjoy. i blut jo i blut seit i hab was vermutet sie hat mi verlassen nach wi teilten like two years zusammen i rauch ja fach um zu verbringen die zeit so...

      grüße - i bins.

      it's bishop.

      its german.

      enjoy.


      i blut
      jo i blut
      seit i hab was
      vermutet
      sie hat mi
      verlassen
      nach wi teilten
      like two years
      zusammen
      i rauch ja
      fach um zu
      verbringen
      die zeit so
      dass ich wer-
      de ni mi
      zerstören

      vleicht kreig
      i ein paare
      face tats
      oder bath bombs
      weil i kan ni
      mehr lebn
      ohne dich
      nebn meiner seit
      i will einfach
      kiffen bis
      meiner lunge
      sterben
      seit du bis
      ni mehr hier
      i kampfe
      to find purpose

      im not worth it.

      so viele leude
      habn ihr probleme,
      auf deiner sorg'
      im not worth it
      i wunsch nach'm
      tag wrauf
      i sterb i'm
      in a hurry

      i hofe

      i hofe.

      i hofe
      die tagen
      komn gleich und
      du zruckkomst
      die rinnerung'n
      leben noch ja
      in mei'm kopf von
      when i knew you
      i höft dass
      du würdst ni
      vegessen
      alles we been through
      aber i hab's
      gefunden
      's machst di
      keine sorgn nach
      what i go through.

      nowadays it all me
      no you

      im not worth it

      im not worth it.

      2 votes
    7. modii.

      bishop. mi odii out of habit moaned your name out like an addict and the shock went through my body got me feeling like i had it and i guess that's all i needed just to keep a baby feeling any...

      bishop.

      mi odii


      out of habit moaned your
      name out like an addict
      and the shock went through
      my body got me feeling
      like i had it
      and i guess that's all i needed
      just to keep a baby feeling
      any will to keep on breathing
      in this world without you in it
      all of these abandoned memories
      our hot, deviant fantasies
      the shit you'd say on top of me
      the only thing that's stopping me
      could keep the knife away from me
      i'd do some things unsavory
      if you could come over and bring
      a little bit more pain to me

      wore my heart upon my arm
      you wore me upon your chest
      i been wishin on the stars
      to hear you say under your breath
      "honey come lay next to mama,
      you could use a little rest.
      take your shirt off baby boy,
      and i'll take care of all the rest."
      wrap your hands around my neck
      always took away my breath
      wanna hurt me when youre angry
      and i love when youre upset
      i miss when we were crazy
      drank the koolaid, diving in
      tell me that you lust for blood
      i'll carve your name into my skin

      this is bloodlust
      black metal loving out in public
      you're a drug
      and this is real love

      tell me that you hate me
      wear me down until you break me
      this is real love

      scars on my back
      a little makeup on my neck
      and that's your soft touch

      say you never loved me
      make me beg for you to hold me
      this is real love.
      this is bloodlust

      i guess youre never coming home
      got me feeling all depressed
      you made me feel some shit
      that i take drugs just to forget
      but all the dagga in the world
      cannot compare to how your lips
      send a wave throughout my body
      tear my heart up into strips
      girl you can be my queen
      and i'll just be your little pawn
      you can pull my puppet strings
      give me a reason to go on.
      i can give you full control
      babe i dont wanna be in charge
      give you everything i am
      if i can only have your heart

      i just need somebody there
      i hate waking up alone
      i have no idea why i
      try to check my phone
      like somebody gonna text me
      talkin "babe you wanna go?
      you been on my mind
      and now im thinking we could roll
      a little blunt, and maybe cuddle up
      in my bed if you want"
      just want somebody to act like
      maybe imma prize for once
      tired of working every day and
      always planning nights for one
      if i just knew you didnt hate me
      id stop staring at my gun
      how'm i meant to walk
      when the ground i knew is gone
      id so much rather wake up by your
      side than write these songs

      but this is bloodlust

      this is bloodlust
      black metal loving out in public
      you're a drug
      and this is real love

      tell me that you hate me
      wear me down until you break me
      this is real love

      scars on my back
      a little makeup on my neck
      and that's your soft touch

      say you never loved me
      make me beg for you to hold me
      this is real love.
      this is bloodlust

      6 votes
    8. pillo.

      alright so much to my dismay, no, not currently day drunk (though a mimosa does not sound half bad right now!) so in place of my standard late-night drunk poetry, have some...

      alright so much to my dismay, no, not currently day drunk (though a mimosa does not sound half bad right now!)

      so in place of my standard late-night drunk poetry, have some mid-morning-havent-slept-in-36-hours-poetry.

      cheers

      bishop


      remember wanting what i got now
      didn't think it'd be a let down
      guess back then i wasnt thinking sound
      deadly quiet with you not around

      got me so down im
      making lots of pillows
      taking heavy shots and smoking
      off a lot of rillos
      now my mind is gone, am i okay
      i cannot think so
      falling down from heaven hitting
      every branch like plinko

      like you're yoko ono and
      i'm every single beatle.
      warring with myself and every
      general's in fetal
      got my world all fucked but
      i lay here with no libido
      sorry if i fucked it up, i
      swear i did not mean to

      but at least i saw a palm tree
      caught a little of the ocean breeze
      heavy sand where you buried me
      for the forest couldn't hear the screams.

      got me so down im
      making lots of pillows
      taking heavy shots and smoking
      off a lot of rillos
      think my mind is gone, am i okay
      i cannot think so
      falling down from heaven hitting
      every branch like plinko

      no quiero recordar nada
      que ella ha dicho
      Como el tiempo cuando
      ella me ha prometido
      que nosotros siempre
      quedaríamos amigos
      He querido solo estar
      perfecto contigo.

      loved our movie, but you said
      you didn't want a sequel
      got my head up in the clouds
      now i cannot see through
      if you were perfection,
      how can i trust other people
      to take my hand and guide me
      past all of the shit we been through

      (beat.)

      got me so down im
      making lots of pillows
      taking heavy shots and smoking
      off a lot of rillos
      think my mind is gone, am i okay
      i cannot think so
      falling down from heaven hitting
      every branch like plinko

      5 votes
    9. crema.

      ive had this idea in the back of my head for awhile, roll with me. sad parties. so much emphasis on things being perfect, people being perfect, work being perfect, life being perfect. so many...

      ive had this idea in the back of my head for awhile, roll with me.

      sad parties.

      so much emphasis on things being perfect, people being perfect, work being perfect, life being perfect. so many people caught up in social media subconsciously at battle to live a filter-perfect lifestyle.

      sad parties.

      a bunch of people youre close to get together at a comfortable apartment, good food, lots of drinks, lots of drugs. everyones free to indulge as they wish. all the lights go off except for a fireplace or some low-impact nightlights by an easel, and theres just a stream of sad music in the background. no words spoken unless you directly enter a conversation with someone. no forced interaction. just lots of pillows, blankets, and vibes.

      really want one of these. might make it a regular thing once i head out west.

      anyways, back to the reason we're all here. more sad drunk poetry<3

      thank you for all those who leave the comments. i honestly wouldnt keep posting if it werent for you all giving me that little nudge of support. it means a lot.

      much love.

      bishop.


      metal must be the best flavor of ice cream.
      take a double scoop, hope i dont see the morning
      leaded kiss orgasm, baby send me out moaning
      dropped my puppet strings, guess im not worth controlling.
      metal must be the best flavor of ice cream.
      must be in a coma, two years been a bad dream.
      poor lost lamb caught up with a black sheep
      just another sad white kid, rest in peace Peep.

      maybe some lives werent meant for the living
      maybe some dreams were meant to go missing
      kinda miss the way you would scream like a banshee
      kinda miss the way you would threaten to leave me
      wanna go back to the days when you need me
      always liked how youd cut me deep, and then heal me
      if it makes you smile when i cry, then abuse me.
      really wouldnt mind if you came back to use me,

      cant feel good enough on the nicotine therapy
      oxygen coming through airily, barely
      slaps on my face were a heavenly remedy
      soft pink lace was a beautiful heresy.
      pain, drugs, suicidal tendencies, obscurity
      wanna fade to black, tell God roll the credit scene
      another funeral in the wake of our legacy
      metal must be the best flavor of ice cream

      (beat.)

      metal must be the best flavor of ice cream.
      take a double scoop, hope i dont see the morning
      leaded kiss orgasm, baby send me out moaning
      dropped my puppet strings, guess im not worth controlling.
      metal must be the best flavor of ice cream.
      must be in a coma, two years been a bad dream.
      poor lost lamb caught up with a black sheep
      knocking back four different drugs just to get sleep

      metal is the only thing i feel around me
      liquor by the half cup never stops pouring
      you held me down, now i feel like im falling
      up to the sky, sunshine in the mourning.

      4 votes
    10. koeël.

      been sitting on two of these most of the day, might be a little messy. i feel like it's a little stale since i left it waiting, and i'm significantly more sober than when i usually write. as...

      been sitting on two of these most of the day, might be a little messy.

      i feel like it's a little stale since i left it waiting, and i'm significantly more sober than when i usually write.

      as always, comments welcome. or ignore this entirely if you're not feeling it<3

      bless.

      bishop


      also this one gets somewhat graphic, gonna start leaving these trigger warnings up top - drugs, alcohol, suicide, covers it i think, let me know if i should add anything else


      been smoking and drinking
      just so i can cope
      gave her the ring
      she put me on the ropes
      new girl show up but
      i don't got no hope
      my heart is still sinking
      i'm trying to float like

      Gretel, baby, where did you go?
      no crumbs left I can throw
      Hansel in the forest alone
      put me out of house and my home
      hands full of green and some blow
      no drinks left but the coke
      she's laughing now - am I the joke?
      turned my heartthrob into a stroke -

      your bedside's left wide
      open to the moonlight
      head high, red eye
      stranded on the roadside
      you kissed, i cried,
      while i watched papaw die
      No sleep, four nights
      you told me it's alright
      helped me keep my head high
      helped me say my goodbyes
      then you hit me blindside
      didn't get a goodbye

      peace, bye, next flight,
      right into his arms like
      you've been biding time,
      waiting for the day to strike me

      down.

      down.

      down.

      Left me tied strapped to the bed
      Headphones looping what you said
      Promises we could stay friends.
      Cool ones pour down my head
      I know the river Styx runs red
      Little siren told me "Baby, dive in"
      Closed eyes, woke up dead.
      Didn't know God's a raven.

      Now you got your Raybans
      and your black Timbs
      Got your new Amex,
      one in the black print
      Hope it was worth it
      on your conscience
      that you lied through your teeth
      and he fucking lost it

      costless

      Must be nice right?
      If it's not on the bill
      it don't have a price
      Fuck being nice,
      Fuck doing what's right,
      What's another sad white
      boy taking his life?

      Masochistic statistic
      when his legs kick
      Fuck vacation,
      Miami,
      Fuck a new chick
      Cool one rain straight
      to the forehead
      Gorgeous.
      One less problem
      to deal with. Lord, yes.

      Gretel, baby, where did you go?
      no crumbs left I can throw
      Hansel in the forest alone
      put me out of house and my home
      hands full of green and some blow
      no drinks left but the coke
      she's laughing now - am I the joke?
      turned my heartthrob into a stroke -

      4 votes
    11. dagga.

      last one for today, feel like i've been littering all over tildes and i dont want to be the only thing people see on the homepage. i normally only do these like once a week, but i kept finding...

      last one for today, feel like i've been littering all over tildes and i dont want to be the only thing people see on the homepage.

      i normally only do these like once a week, but i kept finding words that work today.

      sorry for the clutter,

      cheers.


      bliky at the forehead
      hit the floor dead.
      i give you advice
      so that i feel important
      tell me to stay im
      a little distorted
      cross-faded vision
      is going contorted

      take off my seatbelt
      and i start to floor it
      fuck all your comments
      i know its abhorrent
      i only go out in the
      night when it's dormant
      in hopes that I'll see
      a brick wall and ignore it

      gorgeous.

      tell me, do you cry or get lonely?
      Do you ever feel soulless?
      Do you ever stop and reminisce?
      Baby I want to feel free.
      Free.

      (beat.)

      dagga in die bak - smoke
      til the morning
      i just want you back
      still hear you moaning
      hard to look back,
      know that you happened
      hard to look back,
      see what we had then
      knife hits the floor, saying
      what the fuck man
      you're a grown man how
      do you function
      why do you do this
      you're above this
      Cus I don't know what's real
      Baby I want to feel free

      Free

      Free

      Free

      bliky at the forehead
      hit the floor dead.
      i give you advice
      so that i feel important
      tell me to stay im
      a little distorted
      cross-faded vision
      is going contorted

      take off my seatbelt
      and i start to floor it
      fuck all your comments
      i know its abhorrent
      i only go out in the
      night when it's dormant
      in hopes that I'll see
      a brick wall and ignore it
      it's gorgeous.

      6 votes
    12. stoep.

      nevermind. my stoep is warm. my stoep is warm. can't keep my calm it should probably raise alarms if my stoep is warm my stoep is warm that there's a problem and I dont know how to stop it fucked...

      nevermind.


      my stoep is warm.
      my stoep is warm.
      can't keep my calm
      it should probably raise alarms if
      my stoep is warm
      my stoep is warm
      that there's a problem
      and I dont know how to stop it

      fucked up his arm
      with bleeding scars
      that kid's an addict he
      has no idea how to quit
      Insha'allah
      One day he'll stop
      If he ever dulls the edges of
      the shards of broken promises

      'llahu-allah
      'llahu-allah
      That a broken-legged lamb
      can still hobble into Providence
      i hear the caw
      i hear the caw
      woke up in a sweat and
      saw a raven at my doorstep

      (beat.)

      messed up inside
      messed up inside
      only when he's fucked up
      does he really feel alive
      the pain you feel
      the pain you feel
      is the happiness you had before
      So pay it up boy, that's the price.

      my stoep is warm.
      my stoep is warm.
      can't keep my calm
      it should probably raise alarms if
      my stoep is warm
      my stoep is warm
      that there's a problem
      and I dont know how to stop it

      fucked up his arm
      with bleeding scars
      that kid's an addict he
      has no idea how to quit
      Insha'allah
      One day he'll stop
      If he ever dulls the edges of
      the shards of broken promises

      the stoa's hot
      the stoa's hot
      how you gonna run from
      a problem that's inside your head

      it's going dark,
      it's going dark
      beautiful curse if you
      find that you woke up again

      5 votes
    13. kraai.

      hi there. before you read this, it's another one of my shitty sad poem/lyrics doohickeys. i generally just post these up here as a way to vent, clear my head when i cant sleep. if you're alright...

      hi there.

      before you read this, it's another one of my shitty sad poem/lyrics doohickeys.

      i generally just post these up here as a way to vent, clear my head when i cant sleep.

      if you're alright with sad stuff, feel free to read along. if not, that's cool too. just wanted to give a heads up in case there's stuff on your mind you're trying not to think about.

      anyways,

      thanks for stopping by,

      bishop.


      i just want to sip
      four bottles of wine
      fall asleep in the bath
      pray to god that i die
      summer's on hold
      only winter in the night
      i only felt right
      when i was by your side

      been in my head so
      long that i lost my mind.
      running little low on
      words, because you never write

      cant get to sleep until 4am
      nothing feels home like an angry bed
      cant find a shoulder to lay my head,
      missing warm lips and your icy legs.

      trying real hard not to fuck with meds.
      goddamn hard not to fuck with meds.
      can't get the picture out of my head
      of you in my bed so i guess instead

      i just want to sip
      four bottles of wine
      fall asleep in the bath
      pray to god that i die
      summer's on hold
      only winter in the night
      i only felt right
      when i was by your side
      hard to want to try if you
      don't want to be alive
      only crashing hard now
      because you made me feel high
      in a week you were gone,
      couldn't get a kiss bye
      bled your name out of my arm
      once upon a midnight

      can't stop looking at
      your shadow on my bedside
      all the worst demons
      are the ones we have inside
      splashing turned to drowning in
      the ocean of her blue eyes
      x on the map,
      wherefore does her love lie
      Nyctophobic and you
      took my dog and my flashlight
      Guess I didn't know that
      certain spiders can spin lies
      diamonds in midnight
      can try, but still won't shine
      cant turn it down, honey,
      do you hear a loud cry?

      (

      beat. sip some tea.

      )

      if the whole world's upside
      down, can you stand upright?
      guess this is the toll for
      the road less traveled by
      caught in the valley of the
      dark - ride, baby, ride
      make me feel high and
      you can hurt me until i die

      i just want to sip
      four bottles of wine
      fall asleep in the bath
      pray to god that i die
      summer's on hold
      only winter in the night
      i only felt right
      when i was by your side
      hard to want to try if you
      don't want to be alive
      only crashing hard now
      because you made me feel high
      in a week you were gone,
      couldn't get a kiss bye
      never heard that sound before,
      do you hear a loud cry?

      10 votes
    14. partyy

      tonight i went to a party was never no coke and bacarti just a bunch of people in a circle playing uno and one dude in the corner eating smarties his name was ignacio (beat) and he was hanging...

      tonight i went to a party
      was never no coke and bacarti
      just a bunch of people in a circle
      playing uno and one dude in the corner eating smarties

      his name was ignacio
      (beat)
      and he was hanging round
      having a good night,
      just bumping some music
      and catching a vibe

      and thats alright, and we were at your place.
      (beat)
      and i took a look at your face
      looked like you were in a good place.

      blue eyes got me feeling fine
      same way they did a few years
      ago - about nine, when we were
      sitting in the park by the pine
      and i said fine and i kissed you.

      and six months passed, we been apart since then.
      now im back at home
      drinking corona with the lime in
      twisted in the lions den
      and I took you to bed.

      passive thought in my head when i tucked you in
      made you dirnk some water
      before you woke in the morning
      just so you wouldnt be moaning
      and i miss you

      and i think that i like you
      got my heads so high in the clouds
      i can see the planes
      and a couple kites too
      its just like you

      to fade out and fade in
      and leave me wondering
      what would've been
      but now you're flirting with me

      and i like it because im hurting
      and i need that attention
      a little maternal care
      and that desire for retention

      i feel like you really want me here.

      i like it

      11 votes
    15. Are lyrics important to you?

      How important are lyrics to you? For me, the words are probably as big a part of my experience of a song as the music itself. It's unlikely that I'll come back to a song if the lyrics don't speak...

      How important are lyrics to you?

      For me, the words are probably as big a part of my experience of a song as the music itself. It's unlikely that I'll come back to a song if the lyrics don't speak to me. On the other hand, I know other people who claim not to care about the lyrics at all.

      So, I was curious. If you are a person who cares a lot about the lyrics of a song, do you also read poetry? How do you feel about purely instrumental music?

      Personally, I can appreciate instrumental music, but it's not something I tend to seek out. I enjoy poetry a lot (probably as much as music), both reading it and listening to it.

      I'm interested to see if there's a pattern to this. :)

      23 votes