CainTheBoss - Pop Song 4
5This one kinda quirky
I spent like 2 months making this
Lyrics:
This one is uh... spoken word
here we go
We were both a little different
but we were definitely not the same
and its not that im indifferent
to sharing the same last name
worrywart the shallow heart
my shallow dreams fall apart
you know i didnt like your art
you know im falling apart
you never seemed to like talking to me
or at least thats how it seemed
you liked drawing i think
you liked gaming i think
i cant really remember much else
you went to the hospital once or twice and that's all I knew.
I was young, fat, and stupid
and well, that hasn't really changed
i havent really talked you in a while
believe me, i couldnt get more lame
consider this a public letter to all i guess
hopefully this doesnt cause a hornets nest
Yeah the music thing has been doin good,
i made a long album, because i could
little did i know, though ive grown and grown
that i wasnt ready to sing
im sorry mom if you ever hear my songs, i know you'll be ashamed
and now i know, things will never be the same
friends now dropping like flies or frames
on my old PC
I got obsessed with that one purple dragon for just a minute
can you give me a hug
thats too much to ask for isnt it
im just a bug
i lost my love, i lost my faith
i lost my jovialness, my lingering disgrace
and i thought
jesus christ i was wrong this whole time
maybe somewhere in the past i crossed a line
where i was always wrong
now im speaking this song
I KISSED YOU YES, BUT NEVER ON THE MOUTH
and now im only curious to know what i was on about
maybe if i could get inside my head
we could pull out whats dead
and repair whats left
setting up a grand theft
talk to me when the cherry blossoms fall
theres not any in this town at all
people still walk around here im well aware
and im just living here
i feel like my head is just gonna implode someday
what would u do if it all started turning grey
I BEEN RUNNING AROUND THE FAMILY DOLLAR FOR ABOUT HALF AN HOUR NOW
LOOKING FOR A CARD THAT DESCRIBES HOW BAD IVE BEEN DISEMBOWLED
THEYLL BURY ME DEAD WITH ALL YOU GHOSTS AND I SHALL NEVER BE FREE
HERES MY NEW NUMBER IT STARTS WITH TWO FIVE THREE
ROCK MY SLUMBER TILL HALF PAST THREE
BY THE TIME WE TALK AGAIN ITLL ALL BE THANKS TO THE GIVING TREE
We aren't the best writers
we havent got the seed
we arent the best artists
we dont make what we need
i got a fever while in the course of making this song and i really just wanted to say how unique of an experience feeling sick really is, its amazing that a few cells can destroy a living beings body for days on end only to dissapear like the wind
anyway
heres the breakdown
we all went our own seperate ways
some of us flying on white paper planes
we flew away.