Zandt
05-26-2006, 07:15 PM
I'm not much of a lyric writer (I'm a drummer...) but I wrote a series of poetic fragments and there's only one which is song length..about anyway. It's not pro-suicide or violence and isn't a cliche metal song (so don't invision it too heavy hardcore or anything) It is what it is.
With that in mind..here's Restitution:
Time to become just a memory
Fade me out with a curtain call
Your loneliness
The gun to my temple (I wait for you)
Will you care to see how it's done?
Glass on the floor
My arms are cut up and it's fading
All feeling
And I don't know this barrel
But it's got me tied
Like a premission of things to come
It lied to me
It lied to me
Try to rise but I cant lift my head
Climbing high with an overdose
Fatal Madness and forgiveness
This gun to my temple (I wait for you)
Will you remember the other day?
Hope on our tongue
Bleeding across this stage of life
All meaning
And I don't know this barrel
But it's so perverse
Like a sign of things to come
It lied to me
It lied to me
I can't leave now
It knows my name
It knows my blood type
And my pain
Try to move, think it through
Will you see me again
When I'm feeling
A little bit better
From all of this
From all of this
Lying that I've come up with
With that in mind..here's Restitution:
Time to become just a memory
Fade me out with a curtain call
Your loneliness
The gun to my temple (I wait for you)
Will you care to see how it's done?
Glass on the floor
My arms are cut up and it's fading
All feeling
And I don't know this barrel
But it's got me tied
Like a premission of things to come
It lied to me
It lied to me
Try to rise but I cant lift my head
Climbing high with an overdose
Fatal Madness and forgiveness
This gun to my temple (I wait for you)
Will you remember the other day?
Hope on our tongue
Bleeding across this stage of life
All meaning
And I don't know this barrel
But it's so perverse
Like a sign of things to come
It lied to me
It lied to me
I can't leave now
It knows my name
It knows my blood type
And my pain
Try to move, think it through
Will you see me again
When I'm feeling
A little bit better
From all of this
From all of this
Lying that I've come up with