Members JnAKers Posted March 3, 2009 Members Share Posted March 3, 2009 Idiomatic tendenciesSpell the end of our raceNo one knowing what we sayNo one caring anywayNow the time that is hereDraining us to the boneEven though we have no soulNow pay the lessons that we owe All things come backThere's no escapeDon't try and run from your fateJust take a breathe and close your eyesTake a step and caste your self into its liesAnd just hope that the sensation lastsFor without its glory , There would be none of thisFor life isn't living with out that kissThat small sweet kiss of happiness Its cruel, its kind to all who processBut it dies inside when shuttered outLike a fly trapped inside a windowAll who sense the feelings deepCome talk to me, if your thinking pureAbout tomorrowAnd all in store A warning thoughFor those who mess with a dormant stormsdon't not screw this headFor it shall charge you later downSo quick and cunning in its fallAnd strike you When you think no moreAs it has done to survive But also others no need to fearFor it senses characterfor all who's nearAnd even though it may stay silent andthough Its thoughts may be deadly weaponsIts heart is calling, calling outTo find its homeWere it doesn't have to be alone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members tbry Posted March 3, 2009 Members Share Posted March 3, 2009 very nice write...it read in cadence and meter...I like this Idiomatic tendenciesSpell the end of our raceNo one knowing what we sayNo one caring anywayNow the time that is hereDraining us to the boneEven though we have no soulNow pay the lessons that we oweAll things come backThere's no escapeDon't try and run from your fateJust take a breathe and close your eyesTake a step and caste your self into its liesAnd just hope that the sensation lastsFor without its glory , There would be none of thisFor life isn't living with out that kissThat small sweet kiss of happinessIts cruel, its kind to all who processBut it dies inside when shuttered outLike a fly trapped inside a windowAll who sense the feelings deepCome talk to me, if your thinking pureAbout tomorrowAnd all in storeA warning thoughFor those who mess with a dormant stormsdon't not screw this head...this line was confusingFor it shall charge you later down...and this oneSo quick and cunning in its fallAnd strike you When you think no moreAs it has done to survive But also others no need to fearFor it senses characterfor all who's nearAnd even though it may stay silent andthough Its thoughts may be deadly weaponsIts heart is calling, calling outTo find its homeWere it doesn't have to be alone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members JnAKers Posted March 3, 2009 Author Members Share Posted March 3, 2009 well in this line"don't not screw this head..." i was trying to say that the head of the induival saying this was like a dormant storm and "For it shall charge you later down" was saying how if you mess with his head that he will seek revenenge or payback on you and thank youglad you like it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members yollyp Posted March 3, 2009 Members Share Posted March 3, 2009 Nice if coupled with a melody. You have a good lyrics though Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members JnAKers Posted March 3, 2009 Author Members Share Posted March 3, 2009 ill make a bass melody once i get my strings fixedor just steal my dads gurtair for a couple days hahaoh and thank you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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