Song No. 1
(Tentatively titled "Beauty Is Fleeting (Among the Lilacs)")
He's got big brutish hands
Like achilles reaching for a lightbulb
with his heels
He's got an empty space
Behind his face
That no one else ever feels
Ain't that a bitch
Can't touch the itch
I don't want anyone
To say "I love you"
If you can't prove it to me
Most of his sparkle he derives
From reflections in other people's lives
He's a dull plate
The dumb bastard gets what he deserves
Ain't that a bitch
Can't touch the itch
I don't want anyone
To say "I love you"
If you can't prove it to me
Illusions that can petrify
Reflect in his blue eyes
Beauty is fleeting among the lilacs
Searches for some lover's trip
Finds no joy in the wines that he's sipped
And no one ever feels that hole
Ain't that a bitch
Can't touch the itch
I don't want anyone
To say "I love you"
If you can't prove it to me
Song No. 2
"I Am A Boy" or some such title...
I am a boy,
No one can change me
Even though I want so bad to be changed
I am a boy
Soft gold and silver
Silver-blue in your hands
I am a boy, wish that I wasn't
Wish that the wish
Would go away
I am a boy, a glass thing that needs
Destroyed
I am so easily shaped
Why can't it take on another
Shine?
Just reconfiguration
Of same steel problem
I want to blend into the night
Saturn is in your sphere
Mars in your eyes
These Latin allusions
So out of touch with the
Times
You aren't interested
No fault of yours, only
Mine
I am a boy, testorone determines
Branded with a Y chromosone
I am a boy, no one can change it
Even me when I want to
So bad
Song No. 3
This one is a bit of a rip off Nirvana really, my first "grunge" attempt and still needs alot of revision... I think it's kinda lame still...
And if you kill yourself then
You would be so happy
And if you kill yourself then
You'll watch them get so angry
And if I kill myself then
I would be so happy
And if I kill myself then
I'll watch them get so angry
I would paralyze
Situation with suicide
With the taste of an aborticide
Within the lines of my lips
It's so solid
It's so dumb
Your mother told you it would hurt
And now you're longing for the dirt
But I should always be so happy
And if you buy a dress then
You would be so happy
And if you buy a dress then
You'll watch them get so angry
And if I buy a dress then
I would be so happy
And if I buy a dress then
I'll watch myself get so angry
I will metastasize
Into my throat and eyes
Transgender dreams denied
I would break of the spin of the top I'm in
To get by
It's so solid
It's so dumb
Your mother told you it would hurt
And now you're longing for the dirt
But I should always be so happy
And if I buy a dress then
I would be so happy
And if I buy a dress then
I'll watch myself get so angry
Well, there you go... I'm personally not really willing to edit the first two much more. I am very satisfied with what they say and how it's said, and everyone I've played them for has liked them (so far as I know, I did the second song in the final round of the talent show).
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