songs written by people who shouldn't write songs

A bowl glows white in the projects tonight

Not a narc cop to be seen

A bowl of my creation

And it tastes like mocha beans




My friends are swarming like a group of thugs outside

Couldn't hide the smell, heaven knows I tried




Don't let them in, don't let them see

Share the best and save the rest for me

Just chill, don't deal, don't let them know...

That now I grow...




Let it grow

Let it grow

I can't smoke it all anymore

Let it grow

Let it grow

We'll open up a store

With Kush in hand...

Be the reefer man

We'll sell it all

The shake never bothered me anyway




It's funny how a dime bag

Makes everything seems small

And the pigs that once controlled me

Don't get to me at all




It's time to see what I can do

We'll smoke a bowl and sell one too

No tests, no job, no pee for me...

I'm free!




Let it grow

Let it grow

We can always be this high

Let it grow

Let it grow

We'll never have to buy




We'll grow some dank

And We'll grow some swag

And we'll sell it all...




My hands are grabbing kettle chips because I'm starving now

My eyes are red from all the pipes i'm toking, sharing, smoking, tripping on the ground

And that last hit melts just like ice cream in my chest

We'll never sell enough

Cause we'll puff and then we'll pass




Let it grow

Let it grow

We don't have to wait that long

Let it grow

Let it grow

That mocha batch is gone!


We'll grow some dank

And we'll grow some swag

And We'll sell it all

The shake never bothered me anyway...

A bowl glows white in the projects tonight

Not a narc cop to be seen

A bowl of my creation

And it tastes like mocha beans




My friends are swarming like a group of thugs outside

Couldn't hide the smell, heaven knows I tried




Don't let them in, don't let them see

Share the best and save the rest for me

Just chill, don't deal, don't let them know...

That now I grow...




Let it grow

Let it grow

I can't smoke it all anymore

Let it grow

Let it grow

We'll open up a store

With Kush in hand...

Be the reefer man

We'll sell it all

The shake never bothered me anyway




It's funny how a dime bag

Makes everything seems small

And the pigs that once controlled me

Don't get to me at all




It's time to see what I can do

We'll smoke a bowl and sell one too

No tests, no job, no pee for me...

I'm free!




Let it grow

Let it grow

We can always be this high

Let it grow

Let it grow

We'll never have to buy




We'll grow some dank

And We'll grow some swag

And we'll sell it all...




My hands are grabbing kettle chips because I'm starving now

My eyes are red from all the pipes i'm toking, sharing, smoking, tripping on the ground

And that last hit melts just like ice cream in my chest

we'll never sell enough

cause we'll puff and then we'll pass




Let it grow

Let it grow

We don't have to wait that long

Let it grow

Let it grow

That mocha batch is gone!


We'll grow some dank

And we'll grow some swag

And We'll sell it all

The shake never bothered me anyway...

a bowl glows white in the projects tonight

not a narc cop to be seen

A bowl of my creation

and tastes like mocha beans




my friends are swarming like a group of thugs outside

couldn't hide the smell, heaven knows I tried




Don't let them in, don't let them see

Share the best and save the rest for me

Just chill, don't deal, don't let them know...

That now I grow...




let it grow

let it grow

I can't smoke it all anymore

let it grow

let it grow

we'll open up a store

with Kush in hand...

be the reefer man

we'll sell it all

The shake never bothered me anyway




It's funny how a dime bag

makes everything seems small

and the pigs that once controlled me

can't get to me at all




It's time to see what I can do

We'll smoke a bowl and sell one too

No tests, no job, no pee for me...

I'm free!




Let it grow

Let it grow

We can always be this high

Let it grow

Let it grow

We'll never have to buy




So grow some dank

and grow some swag

and we'll sell it all...



My hands are grabbing kettle chips because I'm starving now

My eyes are red from all the pipes i'm toking, sharing, smoking, tripping on the ground

And that last hit melts just like ice cream in my chest

we'll never sell enough

cause we'll puff and then we'll pass



Let it grow

Let it grow

We don't have to wait that long

Let it grow

Let it grow

That mocha batch is gone!



So grow some dank

And grow some swag

And we'll sell it all

The shake never bothered me anyway...

I am chaotic streams of thought

(you're not real)

(you're not real)

You crushed me

with your broken heart

(Now I feel)

(And I feel)

all of my emptiness depart

(no more pills)

(no more chills)

But will I miss you when you're not

when you're not

real...





Crystal meth Jesus

Walk me down

Hide all the reason

From me now

I'll hang your pictures

On the wall

You clipped my wings

And watched me fall

But you're still rising from the ground




I am chaotic streams of thought!!

(you're not real)

(you're not real)

You crushed me

With your broken heart

(Now I feel)

(And I feel)

All of my emptiness depart

(no more pills)

(no more chills)

But will I miss you when you're not

when you're not

real...




You bring me strength

and self control

You fill my head

just like a hole

I talk to you

When I feel down

I once was lost

but now i'm found

So why reach out and save me now...




I am chaotic streams of thought!!

(you're not real)

(you're not real)

You crushed me

with your broken heart

(now I feel)

(And I feel)

all of my emptiness depart

(no more pills)

(no more chills)

But will I miss you when you're not

when you're not

real...


How can you
save me...
if you're not...
real

Goodbye
by Royce Wells

321 fade to black
My heart stopped beating
And You're not back
Why live a life
Why tell a lie
When the easy answer
Is to say goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye

3 2 1 fade to black
The gun is loaded
And the hammer cracks
Why fill the void
Why wait to sigh
When the easy answer
Is to say goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye

Bridge:
Cause they will never
Hear you cry
Oh no
And they can never
Ask you why
When you say
Goodbye... (Goodbye)
Goodbye... (Goodbye)
Goodbye

321 fade to black
The credits are rolling
What did you expect
They've made their peace
You've seen them cry
Now the easy answer
Is to say goodbye
Good bye (Goodbye)
Goodbye (Goodbye)
Goodbye...

321 fade to black... (321 fade to black...)
321 fade to black... (321 fade to black...)

So why am I still....
Here....

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hahaha i thought this was a community where people actually aknowledged their own shitty writing skills..hm
my bad
PEACE

so whistling is sexy
dire ocean, dire sea
calmly careening
island by island
beach by beach
so whistling is sexy ...
when you do

so words unspoken are true
like the wind, like the sand
underneath our almost bound feet
struggling for thoughts
that the body give away
so easily, so enchantingly
words almost uttered
but then again they were never heard
yet so true, its so true

so the tree, so the rock
he climbed, he trudged
funny, clumsily, and uncanny
like me lying half naked
and you whistling sexy ...
at me
under the scorching march sun
friends, rocks and the boat men
all gone, all done
just you and i
left behind ...

 

I am new. Nobody I know writes songs. I'm glad you are all writing them, even if some of them are bad.

I use too many words in too small a space. I sing very fast. This is one of them. Let me know what you think, please.


DFCG each line.
Find a tree up in the mountain and stay there 'till I wake up, wait and see
I'll stay sleeping still in city fountains, when I wake up any day now I'll go find your mountain tree
you sit tight atop the higher branches keep an eye out with an eyeglass, try to wake me with the glare
sleepy eyelids troubled by the sunny shine reflection of the eyeglass shiny sunbeam soaring swiftly through the air

hey you, I see a glimmer, shining off my city fountain's sleepy city shimmer
hey you, don't move a muscle, I'll be right there just as soon as I escape the city bustle.

stirring in my slumber I'll awaken in an instant to discover I've been slumbering in cinders
and the fountain overflowing without water it's been snowing ash and soot for well on twenty thousand darkly burning winters

hey you, I'm sure it's temporary, but for the moment I appear to be a bundle bit and buried
Hey you, I'm really very     sorry but the burden's all to cumbersome to carry