Deleted member 10878
Bluelighter
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This is a song I wrote... still just lyrics, eventually I'll put to music.
I’m breaking away
Thinking about talking, screaming,
Never you mind all this useless dreaming.
When I pick the time to sing my song,
You’ll know who I’ve been all along.
Today the devil’s been calling my cellular phone,
But I can’t stand the sound of that dialing tone,
So for now I’ll stick to pen and paper,
We’ll see what transpires a little later.
Come meet me at the turnpike at a quarter to 10,
So we can see what useless state we’re in,
We’ll spend the day soaked in coffee and gin,
And swear that we’re not living in sin.
And so I’m breaking away
Thinking about talking, screaming,
Never you mind all this useless dreaming.
When I pick the time to sing my song,
You’ll know who I’ve been all along.
Temptation is around, it’s in the wind,
So today would be fruitful to find a friend.
You can sit around and tell some lies,
We never talk truth, no matter how hard we tries…
I’m breaking away
Thinking about talking, screaming,
Never you mind all this useless dreaming.
When I pick the time to sing my song,
You’ll know who I’ve been all along.
I’m breaking away
Thinking about talking, screaming,
Never you mind all this useless dreaming.
When I pick the time to sing my song,
You’ll know who I’ve been all along.
Today the devil’s been calling my cellular phone,
But I can’t stand the sound of that dialing tone,
So for now I’ll stick to pen and paper,
We’ll see what transpires a little later.
Come meet me at the turnpike at a quarter to 10,
So we can see what useless state we’re in,
We’ll spend the day soaked in coffee and gin,
And swear that we’re not living in sin.
And so I’m breaking away
Thinking about talking, screaming,
Never you mind all this useless dreaming.
When I pick the time to sing my song,
You’ll know who I’ve been all along.
Temptation is around, it’s in the wind,
So today would be fruitful to find a friend.
You can sit around and tell some lies,
We never talk truth, no matter how hard we tries…
I’m breaking away
Thinking about talking, screaming,
Never you mind all this useless dreaming.
When I pick the time to sing my song,
You’ll know who I’ve been all along.
