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I wrote most of the music about a year and a half ago, and the lyrics I whipped up recently when I revamped it all. I honestly can't cite any inspi...
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I wrote most of the music about a year and a half ago, and the lyrics I whipped up recently when I revamped it all. I honestly can't cite any inspiration or reason behind the song, it just sorta ended up being one of the darkest fucking things i've written.
The vocals suck - I'm still sick, I just wanted to get this out sooner than later. It's a demo - I'm planning on rerecording this in a studio once I get the cash to do so.
Anyway, it's raw, it's angry, and it's loud, and I honestly don't expect a lot of people to like it. I just wanted to post it for the sake of getting it out there, because it's been lingering around on my computer for far too long.
Art by LasFas
Soundcloud: http://soundcloud.com/tarbyrocks/ghosts
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/TarbyRocks (YOU CAN NOW SEND ME MESSAGES THERE AND STUFF)
Lyrics:
Another murder today, it happened just across the street
A man who'd beat his wife till morning come, the sun went down, repeat
Until one day she had enough, then grabbed his gun and shot him down
The cops showed up and held her back - too late, he's bloody, on the ground
It's things like these which heat my blood and make me clench my fists in rage
How they would let this shit go buy, then lock the battered in a cage
The evils of society are there the farther you descend
It seems this happens every day, there's no reprieve; it never ends
We are the ghosts of days gone by
The wretched souls that lost their lives
The men and women forced to see
Just how dark life can really be
Another suicide today, a man just couldn't take the stress
Weighed down by bills he couldn't pay - collectors held him in duress
Nobody tried to help him up, so farther down he sank away
Immersed withing the facts of life - a quagmire where he'll now decay
It's things like these which piss me off, how no one stood there by his side
The signs were there, but no one cared, and so he downed his cyanide
But we'll forget about his pain, there's no way we could comprehend
It seems this happens every day, there's no reprieve; it never ends
We are the ghosts of days gone by
The wretched souls that lost their lives
The men and women forced to see
Just how dark life can really be
We are the ghosts of days gone by
The wretched souls that lost their lives
The men and women forced to see
Just how dark life can really be
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I wrote most of the music about a year and a half ago, and the lyrics I whipped up recently when I revamped it all. I honestly can't cite any inspi...
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I wrote most of the music about a year and a half ago, and the lyrics I whipped up recently when I revamped it all. I honestly can't cite any inspiration or reason behind the song, it just sorta ended up being one of the darkest fucking things i've written.
The vocals suck - I'm still sick, I just wanted to get this out sooner than later. It's a demo - I'm planning on rerecording this in a studio once I get the cash to do so.
Anyway, it's raw, it's angry, and it's loud, and I honestly don't expect a lot of people to like it. I just wanted to post it for the sake of getting it out there, because it's been lingering around on my computer for far too long.
Art by LasFas
Soundcloud: http://soundcloud.com/tarbyrocks/ghosts
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/TarbyRocks (YOU CAN NOW SEND ME MESSAGES THERE AND STUFF)
Lyrics:
Another murder today, it happened just across the street
A man who'd beat his wife till morning come, the sun went down, repeat
Until one day she had enough, then grabbed his gun and shot him down
The cops showed up and held her back - too late, he's bloody, on the ground
It's things like these which heat my blood and make me clench my fists in rage
How they would let this shit go buy, then lock the battered in a cage
The evils of society are there the farther you descend
It seems this happens every day, there's no reprieve; it never ends
We are the ghosts of days gone by
The wretched souls that lost their lives
The men and women forced to see
Just how dark life can really be
Another suicide today, a man just couldn't take the stress
Weighed down by bills he couldn't pay - collectors held him in duress
Nobody tried to help him up, so farther down he sank away
Immersed withing the facts of life - a quagmire where he'll now decay
It's things like these which piss me off, how no one stood there by his side
The signs were there, but no one cared, and so he downed his cyanide
But we'll forget about his pain, there's no way we could comprehend
It seems this happens every day, there's no reprieve; it never ends
We are the ghosts of days gone by
The wretched souls that lost their lives
The men and women forced to see
Just how dark life can really be
We are the ghosts of days gone by
The wretched souls that lost their lives
The men and women forced to see
Just how dark life can really be
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We haven't spoke in a while, either. Its Emily..If you even remember me..