Alright fam.. get credit for naming my next track for the album! I have included the lyrics for the first verse of a song in progress... skim threw, login to facebook and contribute to the poll at http://www.facebook.com/vandalmusic The winner will receive printed credit on the album and a signed poster.
LYRICS:
i been starin at the cracks in the shattered glass
spiderwebs encapsulates my thoughts, meander past
the windowsill, scrape my fingers on the dust like dead memories
the cloud settles, then i start remembering
a dark time not so far in the past as i look over my shoulder seein footpints
plot my path
they never turned were they shoulda went or coulda gone, whats life without mistakes
and who's death if your already gone
so i treat experience like these broken shards of glass
we can both cope and learn to look threw the cracks
wasn't so long ago, in a life of turmoil
hidin' in the closet, bic lighter and some tinfoil
to wake up, trouble doubled by the substance abuse
relationship was volatile and the substance was you
black bag in the pocket, death sentance for my vains
a toxic homelife washed away in the rain...
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I have gotta say, this is all happening so fast! I love you all and thank you so much for the support.. I'll keep it coming to the best of my abilities.
V
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NAME THAT TRACK!
Alright fam.. get credit for naming my next track for the album! I have included the lyrics for the first verse of a song in progress... skim threw, login to facebook and contribute to the poll at http://www.facebook.com/vandalmusic The winner will receive printed credit on the album and a signed poster.
LYRICS:
i been starin at the cracks in the shattered glass spiderwebs encapsulates my thoughts, meander past the windowsill, scrape my fingers on the dust like dead memories the cloud settles, then i start remembering
a dark time not so far in the past as i look over my shoulder seein footpints plot my path they never turned were they shoulda went or coulda gone, whats life without mistakes and who's death if your already gone
so i treat experience like these broken shards of glass we can both cope and learn to look threw the cracks wasn't so long ago, in a life of turmoil hidin' in the closet, bic lighter and some tinfoil
to wake up, trouble doubled by the substance abuse relationship was volatile and the substance was you black bag in the pocket, death sentance for my vains a toxic homelife washed away in the rain...
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And were off..
I have gotta say, this is all happening so fast! I love you all and thank you so much for the support.. I'll keep it coming to the best of my abilities.
V
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