Friday, July 1, 2011

Anyone who wants to criticize.....yes.....another random silly song..........?

I don't care if it is a rude answer just as long as you are honest.
What is the first thing you thought once you were done reading it? I
wrote it, uh, I don't remember when, whatever here it is. It is sorta
to us who write and create music, but thank goodness are not famous

Title: Critical Impair

Your song may be a hit.
Making millions,
being played everywhere.
But it doesn't say ****.

I'll probably be living day by day
with my song.
But I don't give a ****,
I'm not the one out of luck.

Your always being chased by cameras.
Tough ****, you wanted the fame
Now nothing will never be the same.

Soon your life gets filled with sorrow
making you not want to live to see tomorrow.
Well, life is full of this crap and you
need to deal with it.

Tough ****, you wanted the fame
Now nothing will never be the same.

It is at times an epidemic
impairing those who can't control it.
But even to those that can get a
dark desire to want to be hated.

To all of those who constantly
do whatever to be the same.
Dressing and acting alike
The tacit fear of being hated.

Now nothing will never be the same.
This is the thought that runs through my mind constantly.
Just going through that phase to cause such disgrace.
Surely, you wan't your old life back.
If only you knew there was no turning back.

I know it sounds stupid, but I wrote this way back then (like a couple
months ago), but you get what I'm saying right? I was trying to hard
to rhyme and that eventually did change.
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