Lyrics. Of sorts.

[Crion]

Yeah, so I was depressed and bored last night. So I wrote these three songs. I was also listening to a lot of Nirvana, which you might be able to tell by the lyrics. If you'd help me troubleshoot them, I'd appreciate it.

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"Drop It."

I believe in jury-rigged judges
I believe in judge-rigged trials
I believe in trials by fire
I believe in firing the gun

I believe in ashes to ashes
I believe in dust to dust
I believe in gasoline and matches
I believe in making it count

It's the way that she looks at me
It's an insect in the sanctuary
It's the reason that I'm dying to die
So drop it

It's the failure to make the grade
It's an angel smiling at me
It's the reason I'm dying to die
So drop it

I believe in fun and games
I believe in shits and giggles
I believe in the plank in my eye
I believe in this splinter of God

I believe in the weight of a lie
I believe in a stereotyped scandel
I believe in a deer in the headlights
I believe in that car crash

It's the one that got away
It's the way that I fall down
It's the reason I'm dying to die
So drop it

It's the bleach-stains on my pants
It's the way we're lit up smiling
It's the reason I'm dying to die
So drop it

It's the way she makes me feel, yeah
Drop it

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"Pathetic in G"

I don't really care
My soul's still in my room
Doesn't really matter
I'll be shattered soon

I drowned all my dreams
In booze and kerosene
By the second shot of tequila
I think I'm James Dean

I'm a rebel without a cause
I'm a kid without a clue
Or maybe I'm just neither
I don't know, do you?

I don't really care
My soul's still in my room
Doesn't really matter
I'll be shattered soon

Blisters on my fingers
Blisters on my feet
Blisters in my brain
I'm still in the driver's seat

You stole all my Sundays
And all my Saturdays too
Now the weekend's ending
I need my fix of you

I don't really care
My soul's still in my room
Doesn't really matter
I'll be shattered soon

Isn't this sad?
Pathetic in G
Just do me a favor
Don't remember me

Try and forget the loner
Sitting by the phone
Never really knowing
It's his fault he's alone

I don't really care
My soul's still in my room
Doesn't really matter
I'll be shattered soon

I'll be shattered by tomorrow
I'll be in pieces by noon
I'll be shattered by sunrise
I'll be shattered soon

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"I Suck"

As I sit here in the darkness
Painting in shades of Cobain
I wonder why I'm unsatisfied
And if I'm the one to blame

As I lie here on my bed
Peeling, cracking, praying
I'm chatting with my inner nightmare
But I don't care what it's saying

Yeah, I suck (But so do you)
Yeah, I whine (But you do too)
Yeah, I bitch (But it's still true)
So shut the hell up

Yeah, I suck (But so do you)
Yeah, I whine (But you do too)
Yeah, I bitch (But it's still true)
So shut the hell up
And go away

All these things I'm thinking
Pretty little metaphors all aflutter
Don't change a thing, really
'Cause my mind's still in the gutter

So I take my medication
My little white smiling pills
But they don't really help me
And she still gives me chills

Yeah, I suck (But so do you)
Yeah, I whine (But you do too)
Yeah, I bitch (But it's still true)
So shut the hell up

Yeah, I suck (But so do you)
Yeah, I whine (But you do too)
Yeah, I bitch (But it's still true)
So shut the hell up
And go away

I'm depressed, I need a hug
I'm depressed, I joined the club

I'm depressed, I need a hug
I'm depressed, I joined the club

I'm depressed, I need a hug
I'm depressed, I joined the club

I'm depressed, I'm in love
I'm depressed, I'm in love

I'm depressed, I need a hug

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So, yeah.

[Duddits]

I believe in shits and giggles

j00 weed adict ^^

Love love... thinking about these songs to the music on SPineshanks Smothed. Aw man.... can't thype clearly. Minds aspin right now. Hit a triiple beer bong. Plus 5.