Passionate Lyrics

Lyrics can be about love, lust, loss, mental illness, or anger; no miscellaneous observations or mindless lyrics

Post the genre, style, or artist your lyrics would attribute to or the inspiration you got the lyrics from

Use artists like Nina Simone, Jimi Hendrix, Frank Sinatra, or Nirvana as lyrical examples

No genre or style restrictions

Feel free to be as graphic as you feel in any way, but no hurtful, objectified, or senseless lyrics

Don't worry if your lyrics wouldn't make perfect sense to someone who wasn't you; interpretation is the origin of music.

New/old?

either is fine.

Rock or metal
Halestorm, in this moment, the pretty reckless

Risks
You know you're everything I want
Everything I need
This love is cutting into me
But what if I'm not what you need, NEED, NEED
I want to risk everything for you

You are all that I crave
Until my dying day
You are my desire
I am feeding off you
And You are feeding my fire, my fire, MY FIRE
And I want to risk everything for you

If we knew exactly how this would end
We would stop before we ever began
I'M SCREAMING OUT
I'M SCREAMING OUT
I'M SCREAMING OUT
with my last breath
Before you lay me to rest
I want to risk everything for you

I don't want to live without you
This is me bleeding out
I SCREAM AND SHOUT
I WANT TO RISK EVERYTHING FOR YOU,
YOU,
YOU!!

Good bye Song
This is a song I wrote back in August of this year..I hope you can hear it


you come
and you       go
stop by just to say       hello
you want                  and you need
take every single thing of me
and leave me here     to bleed

....and then disappear

memories          flood my brain
like ice cold chills running through my veins
fading fast                    these memories
it's all that remains of you and me     and
all I'm left with is your name

.....ringing in my ears



I know   i look
hollow from the outside
stone cold on the inside
it's my armor that you see
but that's not really me

and no              I can't be
left alone in this cold world
without you             to believe in

and so                      I don't see
any other way for this to go
so i think i'll just leave

and no                      don't worry
I blame myself for both of us
I know your my disease

...and it's killing me

hollow on the outside
stone      cold     inside
it's the armor that's protecting me
from this misery
 
you know                I cared
you could see it in my eyes
the nights that we shared

i've been hurt           too many times

to go on feelin

I know that it's not right
but anything to help me   make it through the night

crumbling on the outside
shattered on the inside
the pain is crushing killing me
i'm in misery

I can't take this   no more
just turn out the lights   and close the door
let all         that remains
drop to the floor    and fade      away      with me

bleeding on the outside
dying on the inside
I reach for you         but you can't see
my misery
crying on the outside
screaming on the inside
I know there's no one on the other side
to hear my pleas

I'ma lONEly (Part 3)

Inspired by "Lonely Girl" by P!nk

Uh, so I guess it's that time of year again ain't it/?
Time for friends and family laughing 'round the fireplace/
Christmas lights on bright and presents under the tree/
but take a second and stop for a minute/
think about the child on the street who was never so fortunate/
what cha think he's thinking 'bout right now/?
How full his stomach is or when Santa's coming,
or maybe even which toy he'll play with first? Nah/
He's thinking 'bout how ta stay warm
cuz it's dipping below minus forty/
yeah it may be December twenty-fourth/
but he's lonely and hungry and knows no family/
and he ain't Bon Jovi
so he won't go down in a blaze of glory/
you can see he's no one's son and you call him "young gun/"
but when the night is done and the morning comes/
and you're reading his story over a cup of coffee
will you be stunned/
outraged that the pristine beauty and silence of the most holy night/
only served to conceal the violence
that raped him of his innocence/?
Will you tear up when you read the line about
how the price of his parents habits/
was the cost of his very existence/
and how he didn't deserve this/
bein' thrust, forced inta this/ Foster Care system/?
But is it really a loving system
when a symptom of it is a lifetime abuse, neglect, and even death/?

PRECHORUS
I've been pushed thru the cracks
ever since I was six tryna fight my way back/
and beat the odds but the cards I was dealt
leave bruises and welts/
no longer know where to begin so I picked up a pen
locked away in my room

HOOK
I'm tryna figure out who I am/
Forced to live in this world alone/
I don't know how much more I can take
cuz I'ma lONEly it's only me/
oohh/ can't you see me, I'm on my knees/?
Won't cha help me please/?
Just for one night, give me a shinning light/
in this darkness that is my life
cuz I'ma lONEly one/

Seven days pass but you just can't past
what you read on Christmas Day/
because his story resonates and
conjures up emotions and memories buried within you/
because you used to ware his shoes
and they fit you too/
then suddenly you feel the walls closing in around you
and it's getting harder and harder to breathe/
until you lose all control and you're right back
laying on the cement floor of that basement/
where you wake up just before you were taken away
from your dead beat parents/
and told that you would forever have ta pay back the payment
of bein' thrust, forced inta this/ Foster Care system/
so you start about your own journey
through that life of agony/
and remember the insecurity and lack of stability/
and how every new family's house was just four walls of iron bars/
like a luxurious prison cell/
and how you would tell yourself that there's
no point in unpacking because before ya know it
you're gonna be at some new residents/
and how the fact that your voice has no presidents
in the issue feels like a hand/
makes you fee like every second could be your final stand/
because you're living in permanent confinement and imprisonment/
yeah you swear that this governmental venture was only
designed to add to your torture/
and you have no choice but to endure it/
so you might as well suffer thru it
and try to build up your endurance because

PRECHORUS
I've been pushed thru the cracks
ever since I was six tryna fight my way back/
and beat the odds but the cards I was dealt
leave bruises and welts/
no longer know where to begin so I picked up a pen
locked away in my room

HOOK
I'm tryna figure out who I am/
forced to live in this world alone/
I don't know how much more I can take
cuz I'ma lONEly, it's only me/
oohh/ can't you see me, I'm on my knees/?
Won't cha help me please/?
Just for one night, give me a shinning light/
in this darkness that is my life
cuz I'ma lONEly one/

BRIDGE *SPOKEN*  
Studies showed that in Arizona State,
between April 2004 and March 2005,
thirteen children who had been placed in government-funded and regulated care institutions
LOST THEIR LIVES...
six of them were NOT able to see their FIRST birthday.
A study published in 2005 revealed that children in the United States
were over TWENTY-ONE PERCENT MORE likely
to suffer from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder,
better known as PTSD
than American Soldiers returning from combat.
Please reach out and help because

PRECHORUS
I've been pushed thru the cracks
ever since I was six tryna fight my way back/
and beat the odds but the cards I was dealt
leave bruises and welts/
no longer know where to begin so I picked up a pen
locked away in my room

HOOK (X2)
I'm tryna figure out who I am/
Forced to live in this world alone/
I don't know how much more I can take
cuz I'ma lONEly, it's only me/
oohh/ can't you see me, I'm on my knees/?
Won't cha help me please/?
Just for one night give me a shinning light/
in this darkness that is my life
cuz I'ma lONEly one/

May 30, 2016      

she blew out the city of lights

borne in the deconstruction of catacombs    
filled with a thousand empty promises and languid kisses    
   
bellows stoke caramel and nutmeg embers    
pressed between her chapped fingers    
her skin is ignited with the same insanity    
unwrapped and drawn on by my parched lips    
until I gnaw on her marrow    
   
she tells me don't start crying for her    
and I tell her that's easy    
   
I never stop    
   
she leaves on her chariot    
and I'll take mine    
she takes the laughter    
I've stolen over time    
I lie to the devil's reflection    
and say that's just fine    
   
I was breathing through her eyes    
and seeing through her skin    
standing in the stone garden once again    
   
she warns me that angels can't love beasts    
   
playing in the silhouette of His crucifixion    
I take her    
inviting the wrath of two millennia of sacrifice    
she submits damning us both    
   
she tells me don't start crying for her    
and I tell her that's easy    
   
I never stop    
   
she leaves on her chariot    
and I'll take mine    
she takes the laughter    
I've stolen over time    
I lie to the devil's reflection    
and say that's just fine    
   
we move further into the shadows    
further among the dead    
death kissed in darkness    
her beast once more fed    
   
she tells me don't start crying for her    
and I tell her that's easy    
   
I never stop    
   
she leaves on her chariot    
and I'll take mine    
she takes the laughter    
I've stolen over time    
I lie to the devil's reflection    
and say that's just fine    
   
Inspired by Riders on the Storm (Jim Morrison) for The Doors

This is exquisite. I can hear Jim Morrison singing this!

I think your inspiration song fits really well with this. I can feel your emotion in this, great job.

You've done something amazing with this song. I can hear it, perfectly.

I love this song, but I think it sounds more Offspringesque. their guitar is so emotional, just like these lyrics.

Blackened Offering

       
come upon me once more      
let your filth rain down on me      
with fire and blood      
passions consumed      
       
with vampiric lust      
feast from this blackened heart      
be amused by my torture      
as I writhe in a state of languish        
       
take me to your depths      
where once again      
we will see specter to Hell's anarchist        
demented of mind reveal thy self      
       
pull not from my darkened breast      
come now unto me      
I call to thee      
on my knees        
       
the underworld embraces this whore      
would you shun me?      
       
talking to you from the abyss      
see this lady now?      
       
let crimson flood      
release the beast that is caged      
demons need feast      
eat from this diseased offering      
       
come upon me once more      
let your filth rain down on me      
with fire and blood      
passions consumed      
       
with vampiric lust      
feast from this blackened heart      
be amused by my torture      
as I writhe in a state of languish        
       
so very lost in this suspended state      
you have the key to my chains      
crawling in the fire      
to taste your rage      
       
       
~in this grievous tomb I wait~      
       
       
       
       
       
       

I wrote a whole bunch of songs a while back, actually...
This one is a pop song I call "Illuminati Love Slave":

- Illuminati Love Slave -

I’ve got a little secret, love…
Nothing you can’t handle, honey!
I’ve been dancing in the grove,
But I’ll bet you think that’s funny.
A monarch butterfly in my brain,
Told me you thought I was plain…
But I’ve got a little secret, babe!
Darling, I’m a love slave.
Love slave! Love slave!
Illuminati love slave.
Dance this way; do as we say!
Illuminati love slave.

I’ve been broken many times,
Then put back together!
I tell my secrets in my rhymes,
In every kind of weather!
Bet you never noticed, lover,
Now you notice, so take cover!
Maybe I’m too much for you.
Oh baby, you know its’ true!
Look me honey in the eye,
You know that I cannot lie.
Time to run, time to wave,
Darling, I’m a love slave.

I’m like a little teacup, darling…
Strong yet fragile, pale ceramic!
My star is rising every morning,
Sometimes causing such a panic.
A monarch butterfly on the wall,
Told me you thought I knew it all…
Maybe I’ll tell you secrets, babe!
Darling, I’m your love slave.
Love slave! Love slave!
Illuminati love slave.
Dance this way; do as we say!
Illuminati love slave.

I’ve been broken many times,
Then put back together!
I tell my secrets in my rhymes,
In every kind of weather!
Bet you never noticed, lover,
Now you notice, so take cover!
Maybe I’m too much for you.
Oh baby, you know its’ true!
Look me honey in the eye,
You know that I cannot lie.
Time to run, time to wave,
Darling, I’m a love slave.

I’ve got my eye on you love…
Bet you think that it’s all seeing!
Have you seen my star above?
You know it’s up there gleaming.
A monarch butterfly in your face,
Made you want to see me in lace…
But I’ve got leather secrets, babe!
Darling I’m a love slave.
Love slave! Love slave!
Illuminati love slave.
Dance this way; do as we say!
Illuminati love slave.

Another of my pop songs. This one I can almost see having a bit of a techno beat in places.

- Dancing in the Circuits -

Ask me if I know how to grant you life eternal,
Or let you soar in space like a bolt of energy…
Waltzing in the circuits of a million years or more.
The circuits of the cosmos, without and within!
I’ll tell you; yes, I’ll tell you,
If you give your soul to me!
I’ll taste you like an apple,
Because you’re just so sweet!
And I’ll love you; yes, I’ll love you,
If you give your soul to me!

What is the price of information?
More than a mortal is willing to pay.
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing!
Electric confetti getting in our hair…
Dancing in the circuits of celebration.
Glowing like the sun in mid-day!
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing…
Electric confetti getting in our hair!

Ask me if I know the heavenly and infernal,
I’ll take you by the hand and I’ll set you free…
The portal that we’re passing is a silver door.
When we dance together in our own eternity!
I’ll show you; yes, I’ll show you,
When you give your soul to me!
I’ll taste you like an apple,
Because you’re just so sweet!
And I’ll love you; yes, I’ll love you,
If you give your soul to me!

What is the price of information?
More than a mortal is willing to pay.
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing!
Electric confetti getting in our hair…
Dancing in the circuits of celebration.
Glowing like the sun in mid-day!
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing…
Electric confetti getting in our hair!

Floating in the void between legend and lore,
You want all the answers, but there’s a price!
How will you deal with the secrets of creation?
I’ll make you strong, and I’ll make you whole.
I’ll love you; yes, I’ll love you,
If you give your soul to me!
I’ll taste you like an apple,
Because you’re just so sweet!
And I’ll love you; yes, I’ll love you,
If you give your soul to me!

What is the price of information?
More than a mortal is willing to pay.
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing!
Electric confetti getting in our hair…
Dancing in the circuits of celebration.
Glowing like the sun in mid-day!
Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing…
Electric confetti getting in our hair!

I’m something in between a virgin and a whore,
If you want a goddess, then you must sacrifice!
Waltz with me, in the circuits of celebration…
I am the heir of the power that a goddess stole.
I’ll have you; yes, I’ll have you,
When you give your soul to me!
I’ll taste you like an apple,
Because you’re just so sweet!
And I’ll love you; yes, I’ll love you,
If you give your soul to me!

When I wrote this, I heard Diana Krall singing it in a slow, lower register to a lilting bosa nova cadence.  Mmmm... that slooow go.


•P•E•A•R•L•S•

received from your mouth
the song of your blood
slow and murderously hot

as it flows o're a string
of pearls from the shell
my hips reside besotting

intoxication
a chain reaction
reduced to the purest cell

that offers the first
of thought and the last
of word from the classic womb

of dense and then dark
to seize at the heart
flickering dim as a tomb

no sign of a life
until rise and spark
that gives us existence long

go, flow, and be set free
we don't give in to what cannot be
come, stay, enrapture me
and I in return will beguile you

sea poppies revive
by the camphor of you
to splay me and be rinsed clean

the rain coming down
unfurls salty milk
that drains and impales myself

against the brilliance
of my string of pearls
I offer to you, my song

come, please, so be with me
if it happens then so shall it be
here, lie back easily
and I in return will seduce you