im trying to write a new song but i can't think strait. i need some ideas. its a song about being left all alone
and how it crushed my soul.
heres what i got(i just started)
your tired and cold
been left all alone
someone please take away this pain
cant find the words need help
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cant find the words need help
by darkeyes812 on 11-04-2009 6:20 pm
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by aztekk on 11-05-2009 12:56 am
how about something a little more optimistic? if you insist on a dark topic that is actually good instead of the stereotype of 'waaa my gf dumped me so im all depressed!', then study some death metal lyrics and get the gist of how they can turn a story about necrophilia into some good brutal shit.
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by rockitemokid on 11-05-2009 1:01 am
Well..
The balance of a song is supposed to be just like writing a paper.
You introduce what you're talking about, elaborate, argue your point, and conclude why it is truthful or valid, or disprove something else.
From experience, this formula is always win.
No matter what you're doing, writing songs included, it's always going to work if you use the right words.
Which leads me to my next point;
Expand your vocabulary, the more words you know, the more routes you have to explore the feelings that your writing.
And lastly, separate your feelings from what you're writing about.
If they are the same thing, merely realize that you can relate to your own work, and separate it anyway.
IF you try to write what you think, it won't come out like a song.
If you try to write what you feel from another persons point of view, you'll have better luck.
This is a great method, and personally, I always focus on one word and build from that.
Sometimes, songs don't pop up over night.
Sometimes they do.
I won't show you what to think, but I will show you how to think.
The balance of a song is supposed to be just like writing a paper.
You introduce what you're talking about, elaborate, argue your point, and conclude why it is truthful or valid, or disprove something else.
From experience, this formula is always win.
No matter what you're doing, writing songs included, it's always going to work if you use the right words.
Which leads me to my next point;
Expand your vocabulary, the more words you know, the more routes you have to explore the feelings that your writing.
And lastly, separate your feelings from what you're writing about.
If they are the same thing, merely realize that you can relate to your own work, and separate it anyway.
IF you try to write what you think, it won't come out like a song.
If you try to write what you feel from another persons point of view, you'll have better luck.
This is a great method, and personally, I always focus on one word and build from that.
Sometimes, songs don't pop up over night.
Sometimes they do.
I won't show you what to think, but I will show you how to think.
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by MetalSuicide on 11-05-2009 1:18 am
Maybe get a melody first, then try to write according to that
But I've never written a poem in my life, so what would I know
But I've never written a poem in my life, so what would I know
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by stupidemo on 11-05-2009 8:48 am
its hard to write for the sake of writing
when a good theme comes about then you will be inspired.
when a good theme comes about then you will be inspired.
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by Ningage on 11-05-2009 9:52 am
Iiiiiif you're writing Poppy acoustic sappy ballads.Well..
The balance of a song is supposed to be just like writing a paper.
You introduce what you're talking about, elaborate, argue your point, and conclude why it is truthful or valid, or disprove something else.
From experience, this formula is always win.
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by Ningage on 11-05-2009 11:47 am
Ignorance is bliss no wise woman's failed to mention
and surely some koan suggests 'neglect leads to perfection'
but the more I turn my face from the crowd
the more I feel my backs' increasingly compelled
for the sake of escape, to turn a knife on itself,
a knife of relief, from all the petty insight
and finally I'll sleep, I'll sleep through the night.
Bored as fuck with this street corner-cover.
study of a face in a figure. surveying this language as a game
surveilence of this language as the plague.
the dimension of persistence condemns.
This portrait of karma, crafted in accident
text book seduction, minus the text in the language of ghosts
and so we ran, like the wolves were biting,
the inhibitions of their prey kept them from screaming
"scratch my back and I will stab you in yours"
so I chose to live this life alone, without the teeth marks
but I predict, I'll have to sink my fangs in someone else's heart to heal my own.
just a victim's split, one part for the wolves, one part for you.
but I'll grow weary soon, weary of this fractal code,
weary of this hallway lined with ghosts.
just a scratch upon the skin, a drop of blood to let them in
their words will cause the sweetest fracture from a stone's throw
just a scratch upon the skin, a drop of blood to welcome them
parasitic, viral critics, or lovers, like spirits mingling in the mist
that we crafted, a starving jury, let them eat shit from our trembling hands.
The heat for heat's sake, on this Barnard block of Congress
deductively speaking, the polar of progress
well maybe I put too much faith in the accident
entranced, we danced toward the ripest display of escape
let the starving ghosts feats, from this flesh, from these bones,
let them all feast. In this chess game of language, forced to sit so I play all alone, watch the bathos drift forth like the petals from a wild crafted rose.
Formula in this, pl0x.
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