woofhound
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« on: August 20, 2014, 08:48:36 PM » |
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Going through hell and back has given me plenty of fuel for creative fire. I've been working on a concept album that I am tentatively calling "Over the Line". The surrounding theme is basically my relationship with a girl with BPD and the psychology of BPD. I wanted to post a couple of songs in lyric form because I thought you all could identify with it to some extent, and also because i'd like to see if anyone would care to interpret their meanings.
"Projectionist"
crying out desperately, subconsciously, and crypticly
for you to look at me,
for you to love on me,
to be the way that we used to be,
and though i know that somewhere inside, i,
may have lied, i,
find it hard to admit that i,
have sabotaged,
intentionally, perpetually, instinctually,
the way that was taught to me
casting a beautiful shadow,
walking with the sun at my back,
showing the emmaculate face,
the delicate woven lie of a mask,
and though i know somewhere inside, i,
may have lied, i,
find it hard to admit that i,
have sabotaged,
intentionally, perpetually, instinctually,
that way that was taught to me,
misdirect, infect, and a mindful ploy,
my favorite toy,
defect to the other side, again i've lied,
social suicide, another personal slight,
whatever it takes to keep you at bay,
whatever it takes to make you stay.
"Things Unsaid"
turn the looking glass
inward
then out again
for fear of seeing sin
To see beyond
The surface tension
Breaks and reveals
Truth
But a lie begets
a lie begets
a lie begets,
a lie begets
a lie
A guilty gambler
A transient a rambler
Through actions
Seperates
and severes
The friendship
Forever
While a grudge begets,
a grudge begets,
a grudge begets,
a grudge begets,
begets hate
Replace that feeling with
whatever it takes, be it
a needle or a d*ck,
or a well written lick,
A perforated page,
A need to be acknowledged
A need to be a slave
to be a slave
to be a slave
Yet feelings beget
feelings beget
feelings beget
feelings beget
feelings beget
While thougts beget
Nothing more that just another page
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