Everyone has different personality traits that are specific to them. Pick one personality trait and personify it. What would courage act like? What would desperation say? Try to make these attributes come to life.
Miserable, Miserable, But trying so hard to be perfect, Leader of a cult that wants my head, I didn't ask for this crown. You mock me, adding another crack to the glass, It's getting harder and harder to not show my fangs. You bite your tongue and roll your eyes, I show you my claws and you retreat again. Don't act so suprised, oh don't you know, I'm a faulty grenade, with a pin that's coming loose, getting ready to go BOOM! I'm stuck on top of a mountain of judgment, I'm sick of trying to play nice, Putting others down to regain my confidance, I don't like it, But, to little to late, Nobody offered their hand, To help me up, from this well. Now you're cracking jokes about me, I shoot you a look that silences you, I laugh bitterly inside, Nobody better mess with the wicked witch of depression. Cracking, cracking,
before you listen, i hate my voice so much, and i'll tell you a little about what this song means to me. i wrote it after a friend of mine started ignoring be when i came out to them, which hurt a lot. i wrote it in bed late at night, crying, but only recorded it 7 months later. hope you enjoy, and please tell me what you honestly think. also sorry for posting so much music, i can't really write so i'm making music instead :)
i've already posted this song, but since have made several changes and i like this version much better. tell me what you think, and i'll keep posting electronic music if you guys want me to :) (i'm probably gonna post a little "EP" of all my electronic songs sometime in the future, just a heads up)
Once there was a tree that wanted to travel the land And see all the things that she doesn’t understand. She wanted to look at all the flowers And talk to the waves for hours and hours. But she’s stuck in the ground on her big roots. They keep her there with her blossoms and fruits. She wants to break free, but she doesn’t know how. She wants to break free and she wants to do it now.
But how do you break free? How do you break free? How do you break free? When you're stuck in the ground as an apple tree.
Just right then a car pulled up It said, "Tree, get in, we’re gonna fix you up. "We’ll turn you into something a kid could enjoy like a shiny brand new race car toy." The tree thought that that was a great idea. She had no worry, no, she had no fear.
There once was a tree that wanted to travel the land And see all the things she doesn’t understand She wanted to look at all the pretty flowers And talk to the waves for hours and hours But she’s stuck in the ground on her big roots they keep her there with her blossoms and fruits She wants to break free but she doesn’t know how She wants to break free and she wants to do it now But how do you break free How do you break free How do you break free When you stuck in the ground as an apple tree Just right then a car pulled up It said tree get in we’re gonna we’re gonna fix you up We’ll turn you into something a kid could enjoy like a shiny brand new race car toy The tree thought that that was a great idea She had no worry no she had no fear She would race around the world and give everyone smile Being turned into something new would be all worth while I’m going to break free