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sexy trouble. ([info]wennett) wrote,
@ 2011-06-02 11:25:00


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private to elle, thatcher, kaytlin, and auden.
i've been working on a few things. nothing spectacular. i have some home recordings that need a lot of work and some input from the minds i admire most.

this one is more upbeat. it relies mostly on the guitar part with keys taking a subtle backburner.
Breathe In.
Father, are you listening?
I am the bullet.

If I am the son
And I am the ride
Then how do I rest upon it?
If I am the one
That murders the tribe
Then how do I kiss the hand I bit?

A wrist is slit so I can mend
How am I
Supposed to breathe in?

The chamber is full
And I am the gun
For everything
That you've ever loved.

Erasing the tone
And shaping the line.
Like this is an open market
For any of you individuals
Willing to make bets upon my soul.

A stepping through to the other side
Is your own accord
And my own soft shaking.

The chamber is full
And I am the gun
For everything
That you've ever loved.

And you're loved, loved
You're loved
And I am alone.


and this one is more of a ballad.
Tears and Kisses.
Do you remember, the last time we kissed?
I do, I do.
Do you remember, the last time we kissed?
I do, I do.
We were standing in your living room.
You were looking me in the eyes.
In the eyes.
We were standing in your living room.
And now I know this is the taste of goodbye.
Of goodbye.

Now we cover new ground.
I've been deceitful so long.
I promise with my eyes shut.
Not if you would like them focused.
I play the victim, you can't please.
While I defend my honesty.

If I am a liar, and I am a thief.
I know I'm not everything you hoped that I would be.
So I make an appeal, to the enemy.
I'm just trying to protect you.

How disturbing is this?
It's like mixing teas and kisses.
I'm lost behind these choices.
I'm lost behind these voices.
I've grown.
I play the victim.

If I am a liar, and I am a thief.
I know I'm not everything you hoped that I would be.
So I make an appeal, to the enemy.
I'm just trying to protect you.

From me.
From me!
From me!

If I am a liar, and I am a thief.
I know I'm not everything you hoped that I would be.
So I make an appeal, to my enemy.
I'm just trying to protect you.
I'm just trying to protect you.
I'm just trying to protect you.

[ooc: music and lyrics credit to ryan white.]


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[info]wennett
2011-06-02 02:29 pm UTC (link)
yeah?

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[info]kaytlin
2011-06-02 02:30 pm UTC (link)
yeah! they both read very well. can't wait to hear them with music.

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