--------------- NOTE --------------- This one is for when you're too scared to be direct. So this track has been in my cache for a while, sitting there, ALMOST working, but not quite. I was originally gonna submit it to the SSC, but the other song got better, faster. I think I finally managed to crack it, so I'm publishing it as its own little thing. There's some cool instrumentation here, at least. Hope y'all like it <3 ---------------- LYRICS ---------------- I, guess, I, could, or, maybe, I, should, no, no, that, would, (be stupid) Hey turn that head around and meet my gaze Focus those pupils up, And lock onto my face, I got a little ditty, Yeah, jotted down a few notes, Tried not to make it all too gritty, Or not so sweet that it turns rote, I thought I’d just Write you a song, But guess I gotta do it right, So the words won’t come out all wrong I think you’re sweet, but- You need someone less broken, And I think you’d agree, cuz- Our similareetees are choking us, and- How can a half-formed jug like me? Help anything and anyone effectively? So listen up, yeah listen well, A life with me would just be hell! I, guess, I, could, or, maybe, I, should, no, no, that, would, (be stupid) Got my desk all cluttered from the notes I never sent, Think I had a finished letter but I don’t know where it went, Tried to record it through audio, but couldn’t stop weepin’ Wrote a simple text message, but the conscience kept seepin’ in- Thought about an airplane banner, but the cost was too steep, Yeah, then a one-man band, but he was too cheap, Wouldn’t take requests, so he didn’t read my text, Got heart palpitations, cuz I didn’t know what to do next, so- Guess I’ll just write you a song, Might get my point across, After you stop singing along- I think you’re sweet, but- You need someone less broken, And I think you’d agree, cuz- Our similarities are choking us, and- How can a half-formed jug like me? Help anything and anyone effectively? So listen up, yeah listen well, A life with me would just be hell. (Oh well) Sad to say I feel this way, From day to day, it’s hard to stay awake, Knowing where we’re going, And that one of us will break, hey, Don’t see it as a loss, Just a bullet that you dodged, I’m extra baggage you can toss, Before you get that ammo lodged in you. Mayhaps it was wrong, to Write you a song, you. Might've just needed, to, have a simple conversation all along. I think you’re sweet, but- You need someone less broken, And I think you’d agree, cuz- Our similarities are choking us, and- How can a half-formed jug like me? Help anything and anyone effectively? So listen up, yeah listen well, A life with me would Be like living in hell! (Oh, oh well) I, guess, I, could, or, maybe, I, should, no, no, that, would, (be stupid)
