Why Pretend? |
let me know what you think, cheers.
Oh no; I used to be,
Someone good, someone free.
Now I know Im Im a little strange
but I cant go back now the rules have changed.
If I follow my underground sound itll,
pull me in and pin me down
and Ill be someone new,
someone you would like to do,
a favour for a pretty friend,
Dorian Gray, yeah? Ill pretend!
Ill hunt you down, Ill call you out,
Ill make you scream my name
for that there is no doubt,
and well lie. Stoned, while we are drained.
Well sweat, well sleep, well smile, well sing,
well start again.
And if tomorrow, you find me out, well,
the deed is done and Im heading out.
And youve seen through the lies,
through the ageless disguise,
just rip it off and let me see
if my smile still can hang free.
Chorus
Change the way you think of madness,
although your eyes cant see.
Take your brush and paint your futures canvas
Itll be the death of me.
Check the stains on your dirty mattress,
Its for the world to see,
You may rule the filth you mastered,
You wont rule me.
Horror show; cant let it go,
Ive lived so long Ive fused my bones to my soul.
Now I know Im Im all to blame.
Face the facts cause youd do the same!
If you follow your underground sound youll
Crack the smile that will please the crowd
And youll be no-ones tool,
there is always one to fool,
to your end, whats to offend?
Dorian Gray, yeah? Ill pretend.
Chorus
Oh no; I used to be,
Someone good, someone free.
Now I know Im Im a little strange
but I cant go back now the rules have changed.
If I follow my underground sound itll,
pull me in and pin me down
and Ill be someone new,
someone you would like to do,
a favour for a pretty friend,
Dorian Gray, yeah? Ill pretend!
Ill hunt you down, Ill call you out,
Ill make you scream my name
for that there is no doubt,
and well lie. Stoned, while we are drained.
Well sweat, well sleep, well smile, well sing,
well start again.
And if tomorrow, you find me out, well,
the deed is done and Im heading out.
And youve seen through the lies,
through the ageless disguise,
just rip it off and let me see
if my smile still can hang free.
Chorus
Change the way you think of madness,
although your eyes cant see.
Take your brush and paint your futures canvas
Itll be the death of me.
Check the stains on your dirty mattress,
Its for the world to see,
You may rule the filth you mastered,
You wont rule me.
Horror show; cant let it go,
Ive lived so long Ive fused my bones to my soul.
Now I know Im Im all to blame.
Face the facts cause youd do the same!
If you follow your underground sound youll
Crack the smile that will please the crowd
And youll be no-ones tool,
there is always one to fool,
to your end, whats to offend?
Dorian Gray, yeah? Ill pretend.
Chorus
I really like this .... a lot
It's deep dark with enough meaningful poetical twists to keep it interesting.
I would like to hear it sung / spoken / vocally expressed, as this would bring out the correct sense and tenses.
It is a weighted piece that would make a very good final production if you put your old fused bones and soul into it.
I dont like 'Underground sound' it's too simple and corny compared to the serious depth of the piece .... a simple word like 'inner sound' would say it as well, keep the seriousness and not jump out out with its trousers down !
Really really like this bit :
"Change the way you think of madness,
although your eyes cant see.
Take your brush and paint your futures canvas
Itll be the death of me."
If you do 'produce' it further you'll either do it exactly as it is written or you will end up remoulding it to the music, but I'd really like to hear it what ever you do with it.
It's deep dark with enough meaningful poetical twists to keep it interesting.
I would like to hear it sung / spoken / vocally expressed, as this would bring out the correct sense and tenses.
It is a weighted piece that would make a very good final production if you put your old fused bones and soul into it.
I dont like 'Underground sound' it's too simple and corny compared to the serious depth of the piece .... a simple word like 'inner sound' would say it as well, keep the seriousness and not jump out out with its trousers down !
Really really like this bit :
"Change the way you think of madness,
although your eyes cant see.
Take your brush and paint your futures canvas
Itll be the death of me."
If you do 'produce' it further you'll either do it exactly as it is written or you will end up remoulding it to the music, but I'd really like to hear it what ever you do with it.
Thanks for the considered words, much appreciated. I have made this into a song, I'll upload it soon. I see what you are saying with 'underground sound' a bit in your face but the syllables sit really well with the construct of the song, I'll maybe see if I can tinker with the word choice though and find something that still fits.
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