
Melodies
đŹ INTRO Hey Will⊠you good, bud? Sorry I got a little heated during the last broadcastâcost you your vocal cords⊠Get well soon. Either way⊠I found a poetry book in your room⊠had one of my old songs in itââMelodies.â Iâm thinkinâ of adding it to the album⊠you cool with that? âŠOh right. You canât speak. Anywayâ Gather round, kiddos⊠I got stories to tell you. đ€ VERSE 1 Wakes up in the morning, just stares at his face Scarâs still there, but he gotta get his story straight âAt this rate, we headed right into some hard daysâ Only a matter of time âtil our boy dances with fate Gets out the shower, throws on a cheap suit and tie Canât forget his best maskâthe cheatinâ smile Kids ask, âDaddy, is it gonâ be aight?â⊠great, another lie Says, âWe better go, courthouse is just âbout a mileâ âPaint me reckless in the boothâ âTwist the angles, bend the truthâ âPlay the victim, thatâs your moveâ âBut I refuse to loseâ There was a time when I loved you When the kids were still our muse No constant pain, no abuse âŠGuess that shitâs old news You donât know what love really looks like, hmm Daddy never showed you what felt right, hmm You and I, we ainât fightinâ a good fight, hmm Just puttinâ this relationship down like goodnight, hmm âïž COURT HOOK (SILENCE DROP) âAll rise for the Honorable JudgeâŠâ âCourt is now in session.â âDefendant⊠state your name.â Eyes on me, yeah they waitinâ on my doom⊠Tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠BOOM. đ¶ CHORUS OH! The melodies They follow all of my tragedy Itâs vivid, the fuckinâ depravity It feels like life is a parody Someone twists it, make sure it isnât so boring Nobodyâs showinâ up to console me Kids? (What) Kids? (What) Kids? (What) Who the fuck said I canât tell a good story? OH! The melodies OH! The melodies OH! The⊠masterpiece đ€ VERSE 2 OH! The melodies (echo) How Iâm tryinâ to be clean Would you just listen to my plea âCause this ainât fuckinâ easy Ay, my child, Iâm worried âbout cryinâ I donât wanna die without tryinâ I donât wanna keep fuckinâ lyinâ (Ad-lib, soft) ânah, not againâŠâ Oh, thatâs sweet⊠he thinks mamaâs got courage of a lion Then he asks, âMom⊠we gonâ be eatinâ tonight?â (short pause â piano chord) My hands shakinâ, fridge vacant, eyes vacant Bills on the counter, faith testinâ my patience âDonât cry, baby, donât cryâŠâ But the rent man cominâ, so I lie Holdinâ him close like itâs our last sunrise If love could feed, weâd be satisfied đ¶ CHORUS OH! The melodies They follow all of my tragedy Itâs vivid, the fuckinâ depravity It feels like life is a parody Someone twists it, make sure it isnât so boring Nobodyâs showinâ up to console me Kids? (What) Kids? (What) Kids? (What) Who the fuck said I canât tell a good story? OH! The melodies OH! The melodies OH! The⊠masterpiece đ VERSE 3 The Lord said, let there be day, let there be night But who decides whatâs wrong and what is right? Two sides tell a story, both swear they fight But truth gets buried when itâs dressed up nice One cries pain, one cries lies in the light One plays victim, one just tries to survive But when the kids in the middle, who really decides? When both of âem broken, who really alive? Courtroom quiet, but the echoes still loud Every word just a weapon when itâs said to a crowd Turn love to a case, now itâs lost in the file Judge bangs the gavel, but it donât heal the child So who tells the story when the story gets twisted? Who hears the truth when the pain goes missing? These melodies play, but theyâre never consistent Just different perspectives⊠all soundinâ convincing đ FINAL CHORUS Oh, the melodies Still echoing through me If I fall, donât let it be In vainâjust set me free OH! The melodies They follow all of my tragedy Itâs vivid, the fuckinâ depravity It feels like life is a parody Someone twists it, make sure it isnât so boring Nobodyâs showinâ up to console me Kids? (What) Kids? (What) Kids? (What) Who the fuck said I canât tell a good story? âïž FINAL VERDICT (OUTRO SCENE) âThe court has reached a verdictâŠâ âWe, the jury, find both parties present conflicting argumentsâŠâ âBut the defendant has been deemed guilty on all charges.â âCase closed⊠but the truth stays open.â âDoes the defendant have anything to say to us?â "Ye....I'ma blow this shit sky high and um..Case closed⊠but the truth stays open.â Tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠tick⊠BOOM. đȘŠ OUTRO And thatâs my weird-ass song⊠Kinda deep for a one-dimensional asshole, huh?

