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martitheevans · 15 days
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Brainrot has gotten bad every lyric about love and romance I write usually ends up about destiel or hannigram
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khwxbeeda · 4 months
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Cursed Fruit
For you I'd bite into that cursed fruit.
For you, I'd stare straight into the endless black void of the Unseen Deathless One's eyes and crush the seeds between my molars: once, twice, thrice.
For you, I'd let the sweet tart juice of the pomegranate slide down my throat and trickle down my chin; I'd let it stain me inside and out— the way you have stained me inside and out with your hands and tongue and words, with your love.
My breath is yours to take away, my lips are yours to kiss, as marked by that red, red juice that bursts from the seeds of Death's realm and runs down my throat and coats my lips to trickle down to my chin.
In Life and in Death I am yours, yours, yours.
Yours to do with as you please.
Ask for my love, and I will lay kisses on your lips and your cheeks and your eyelids and your forehead with those same stained lips (you are mine just as much as I am yours). Ask for my loyalty, and I will stand with you, sword raised and your name echoing in my throat like a warcry (people call for their god and I call for mine). Ask for my heart, and I shall rip it out of my ribcage with my bare hands and lay it at your feet (you could ask to be the ruler of the gods and I would find a way).
My love is yours, my loyalty is yours, my heart is yours.
Let the juice of the cursed fruit mark me, let the world see and know, let the colour sink into my skin and flesh and stay there for eternity, till even the Deathless Ones are but a distant memory swallowed up by the passage of time. Let the juice of the cursed fruit claim me in your name.
In Life and in Death, I am yours, yours, yours.
Yours to do with as you please.
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Tag list: @patriphagy @orgasming-caterpillar @yehsahihai @musaafir-hun-yaaron @hum-suffer @h0bg0blin-meat @kanha-sakhi
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hawaiian-tea · 1 month
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the freak
first song im posting on here omgg
yet another circus metaphor im sorry
he held a sickle
my hand in the other
glance lingered on my dimple
it was a long time coming
wanted to show him my paintings
he said leave pretty to the personalities
go stand in the ring
with all the other freaks
now i hate lawrence ferlinghetti
like the ghost of christmas past
he shows me what i almost was
and what i could be now
what i could be if i didn't wear one shoe three sizes bigger
you could be the poet
i have become tich miller
i would rather be the acrobat
than the freak
soaring through the air
constantly risking absurdity
but if i was on a tightrope id fall off immediately
im graceless as i jerk my body
flung over the beam
if i was in the circus
i would be the freak
fingernails down to the floor
babies with scales
gentleman with only one arm
girls with snapping bones
neuro variance
the trapeze artists stretch the furthest to normality/the ballerinas dance the closest to normality
i try to understand the lifestyle of the freaks
now i hate lawrence ferlinghetti
like an embarrassment from the past
he shows me pity i asked for
how i act even now
under strobe i wear one shoe three sizes bigger
you can be the poet
i am tich miller
but i would rather be the acrobat
than the freak
soaring through the air
constantly risking absurdity
but if i was on a tightrope id fall off immediately
im graceless as i jerk my body
flung over the beam
if i was in the circus
i would be the freak
the dancers wonder why i shake like a man possessed
clicking, scrunching up my nose
exploding through my neck and head
smirks and looks from the audience
pinned down like an insect
what a spectacle of the spastic
couldn't hold a pen in her two hands
don't speak to me at all about it
i know i don't fit into your irregular
i'm too erratic to be peculiar
and eclectic in a way that's poetic
but in the end
i'd rather be the acrobat
than the freak
soaring through the air
constantly risking absurdity
but if i was on a tightrope id fall off immediately
im graceless as i jerk my body
flung over the beam
if i was in the circus
i would be the freak
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limbobilbo · 8 months
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Ok going to commit to this.
I’m going to fully write lyrics for a bunch of the ultrakill songs. Im going to at least get each of the major bosses (v2, Gabriel, the primes) and I will aim to do at least one song from each layer.
I will apologise that the lyrics will probably be not great as its not my strong suit.
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konemak · 4 months
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Love in the air
So you're choking on the smoke
They all say its there
Just in a battered cloak
Rising up with no face
Just breath and warm body
You cling onto the space
That keeps your memories foggy
No one can see it
Except in the track of tears
It's a taste you spit
And outgrow in your years
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vera800lyrics · 2 months
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Unfinished Vs. Peacharunt Lyrics
Wrote these a while ago for a competition, didn’t end up using them, however:
Awoken from slumber
With goal of village plunder
Open your eyes to see
Trust within me
I will lead the way,
All you must do is obey
Open your souls to me
Take my offering
Centuries have passed
My enemy has outlast
Now, strike them down
The ogre will fall
Wrapped within chains
The toxins flows through your veins
Fulfill your greatest wish
Mochi mochi mo-
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therealjackdsaf · 4 months
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too clergy with lyrics
song:
youtube
lyrics under cut
sarv
ruv
sarv and ruv
Well it appears that you have returned to our church…
You’re a reminder for the sin that we have yet to purge here.
You came, desecrated our safe- haven now you will pay, i make sure you never say word again
violence, only way of getting, through to punks like you, who continue to stain our holy walls
here and now we’ll end you both and save your soul send her back to hell
you can whine and snivel still we’ll shrivel up your rotten bodies
you can run but you can’t fight, i promise right here now tonight, i’ll set your soul on good path so die for our cause cuz it’s right!
would you really rather suffer through full duet than give up your sad soul each time you squirm your chances of redemption end
I think you really should’ve joined us while you could…
Having you in our choir would be sublime, instead you ruined it so now you die!
Sit here, insulting us 2 here, we only try and save you from your eternal fate yet, still you struggle.
sacreligious, god you bitches make my job so hard, why do you even battle? Pointless…
together we try and try to save poor souls it works most of the time yet-
you determined kids keep resisting god’s will because you’re horny!
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random-jot · 1 year
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Having a crush as an adult is like damn, better go write a whole ass pop-punk album
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giant-clown · 9 months
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tumblr oh i am so freaking excited. i was finally able to write out the entire lyrics to one of the songs i have been wanting to write. I feel like the feeling of it and the meaning of it have been in my head for so long and i was finally actually able to put it all into words and i even came up with some of the tune for it!! I hope someday i can get it all the way fleshed out and can share it on here or something.
I could rant on for forever about every detail and what I want it to mean to me and any listener, but simply put its about the feeling of having thoughts trapped in your mind, the inability to get so many of your ideas- even just simple ones and translating them into words. it leaves you feeling slow and that those around you must feel like you are an idiot because you just can't show them that you really do have thoughts and opinions. it's like walking along a highway with everyone else just whizzing by while you have to build the damn car yourself. i hope this made sense. anyways, I just wanted to share in case anyone within my short reach here on tumblr could relate or if anyone wanted to know if music for/about neurodivergence was being written.
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lomemarsupial · 7 months
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finishing this album up right kinda wild fables&characters Trip of the Spirits, Auditory Atmosphere.
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adding percussion in. NewSoundsNewSoundsNewSounds. Apparently making magical creations and exploring the imagination via sound and image is explicit!!? shrugs It's okay my catalog o creations will be more active and alive in a future time. AgainstAllOdds Posted by Automated WebJackal
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thedianaclark · 10 months
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I wrote these on a whim
Hard candy
Love is supposed to be sweet
But it was too much and you made me sick
It cut my tongue and rot my teeth
Just keep throwing until my heart sticks
You can choke on bubblegum
Sneak poison in a candy apple
Will you only find it fun
When I'm the one for you to trample?
You want to be a gummie
But you're a jawbreaker
I almost find it funny
That I fell for such a faker
I wish I could say I'm hard candy
But my heart is cotton
My rose tinted shards are quite handy
To be used is to be forgotten
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tulipsandsunshine · 16 days
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So I decided to start writing songs again lately and I am actually kinda happy with this one so I'm sharing it lol. I saw a thing about unhealthy relationships and made a story up in my head and wrote this. I'm trying to start viewing criticism in a good way so if you have any like tips or issues with it feel free to comment it lol.
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khwxbeeda · 7 months
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I'm a stubborn little thing.
It's gotten me into trouble many a time.
I get thrown on the ground and I push myself up into a sitting position to glare at the offender (how dare you-) with bared teeth covered in blood that streams down from my broken nose.
Again, I say. Again, I get up.
Do your worst, and I will stand back up, knuckles blistered and bruises on my body with blood dripping from my fingers in too loud splatters, but there's a smile on my face that shows too many teeth bloody from ripping off chunks of your flesh and a challenge in my eyes (again, again, try again) because I'm a stubborn little thing.
I grew up with it.
It was engraved into my bones and sunk into my marrow through years of sitting on my steel-spined father's shoulders and at my silver-tongued mother's side, where I learnt the ugliest that humanity had to offer.
Sharp cuts hurt and sharp words scar, and I grew up with both being etched into my skin to make it thicker (ignore it) and stronger (survive another day). I became. Stronger and tougher and wild, challenge in my eyes and blood in my teeth from ripping flesh out like a savage animal, because I am a stubborn little thing.
Stubborn stubborn too headstrong too stubborn too hotheaded too this too that too much—
I push off the ground and stand back up on two feet, swaying from side to side in exhaustion but still smiling in that gods-awful way that reeks of insanity because I am a stubborn little thing and I don't give up (never give up) even if I have nothing and no one (you will never have anything or anyone) to help me. This is my legacy, stubborn till death, challenge in my eyes and blood in my teeth from ripping flesh off of bones.
A stubborn little thing, against the world.
@orgasming-caterpillar @yehsahihai @musaafir-hun-yaaron @mad-who-ra @shanti-ashant-hai @wyvrens
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hallucinatrixmusic · 3 months
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I think I've learnt that lyrics come a lot easier when I have a strong visual image in my head that I'm describing. When it's more plot or state of mind it's harder to find the words (even if I'm not actually writing very visually)
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hawaiian-tea · 27 days
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if eurydice could see me now
song inspired by 'tear you apart' from she wants revenge
and of course, greek mythology
wrote this for napowrimo ☺️
eurydice, muse of mine
i'll take your hand, lead you to my time
let me bring you to this modern world
modern magic, modern love
if eurydice could see me now
look through my eyes, feel how i felt
well i think she'd be pretty proud
or pretty disappointed
just trying to keep it figurative
i write better now than i ever did
send them to tears with the first lyric
nymphs begging, me to risk it
(instrumental chorus)
i see you in parallel
eurydice please, show me hell
will you come up, if i come down
follow me, follow me
she still glitters like the swollen lips
skies of moons, a billion
im checking for a vision trick
to find out how to replicate it
oh muse i can't face you now
i would die, to bring you back
i play my lyre and don't believe the man
im not a fool, im just overwhelmed
blood pooling in the imprint you left
but i leave, there'll be no poets
i arise to the heart's music
i gave up, now i just make it
(instrumental chorus)
eurydice please, show me hell
I think she'll teach me pretty well
"..-dont help me you just help yourself"
she leaves me like a feeling
in modern hell
if eurydice could see me now
look through my eyes, feel how i felt
well i think she'd be pretty proud
or pretty disappointed
(3x with vocals in background and gets louder each time)
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konemak · 2 months
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I was nothing before and I'm nothing now
Just expected to grow, gain some know-how
Sprout from the ground with a rising head
But I'm burning in the sand, let it keep me dead
Luck is a lady with my name, with my mother's and my father's
In the walls of my house and the words on the dollars
She kisses me goodnight while she hands me a shovel
I can't make it with that love, I know I'm in trouble
For that's the look of godly kindness
Thats the something I can hope to gain
But I've been nothing before, and I'm nothing now
It just added a body and a brain
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