Posts Tagged ‘losers’
November 11, 2018
Your life is full of pain
Things you can’t explain
You find someone to blame
So every problem is the same
You’re a little bit neurotic
And your ego’s really weak
You’re a scared little lamb
And a fixating geek
Thinking hurts your head
Everything turns red
You focus your frustration
On a person or a nation
You’re a little bit neurotic
And your ego’s really weak
You’re a scared little lamb
And a fixating geek
Will quiet desperation
Explode in devastation?
Will you drive yourself insane
Hiding from the pain?
You’re a little bit neurotic
And your ego’s really weak
You’re a scared little lamb
And a fixating geek
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, losers, lyrics
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November 3, 2018
I could be a little bitch
But I’d rather be a man
Ain’t gonna let no woman
Tell me who I am
Don’t know hang dang dibble
And I don’t really care
How she’s looking tonight
Or the way she cuts her hair
I’m gonna have another beer
I’m gonna play it where it lays
Till it all disappears
In a honey-colored haze
Don’t know hang dang dibble
And I don’t really care
If she found another lover
To take her everywhere
Don’t matter that she loved me
Like nobody ever did
Won’t get hung up on a feeling
Like a stupid little kid
Don’t know hang dang dibble
And I don’t really care
Living in the past
Won’t never get you anywhere
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, losers, lyrics, Moby Kane, sad man, sad songs
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September 21, 2018
Everything I ever wanted
Showed up and it was you
Then you sighed and said
That you had other things to do…
I found myself a hole
And I filled my guts with rye
But I didn’t have
The decency to die
I soaked up so much hurtin
And I drank my soul dry
But I didn’t have
The decency to die
I fought with every fool
Who had a drink to buy
But I didn’t have
The decency to die
Puking blood and squirting mud
And breathing to be high
But I didn’t have
The decency to die
Today they see me healthy
They smile and wonder why
He didn’t have
The decency to die
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics, sad songs
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August 25, 2018
Stinky Thinky said:
Why did God create me?
Everything is wrong
The universe must hate me
Stinky Thinky said:
She asked me for my name
She probably wants my money
Or maybe she’s insane
Stinky Thinky said:
There’s a spot on my skin
I’m probably gonna die
I’m calling all my kin
Stinky Thinky said:
I’m looking out for you
I don’t tell you things
Cuz it makes you so blue
Stinky Thinky said:
Life is such a shame
So much evil in the world
I take all the blame
Stinky Thinky hides
From all of his actions
By creating a storm
Of noise and distraction
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:denial, losers, Poetry
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July 22, 2018
Abuse and sting and mock and shame
Afflicting torment like a game
Find a person you can break
And feed the universal ache
Careless quips and mutilations
Stabs and wounds and lacerations
Snubs and swipes and small offenses
Brutal taunts that stun the senses
Tell yourself that you are brave
Or moan you’re just a cosmic slave
Who only does what others do
Attacking all who damage you
Maybe that’s just what we are
Scorpions inside a jar
Or maybe you use poison darts
To build a cage around your heart
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:losers, masochism, pain, Paulina C, Poetry
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July 12, 2018
Your wife came in and found you
In your king-sized bed
With her sister and her cousin
And this is what you said:
“This isn’t what it looks like
But it’s easy to explain
Your cousin spilled some grape juice
And the bed was getting stained
“So your sister came right over
With a bottle of detergent
We all started scrubbing
It was getting pretty urgent…”
She said:
It’s time to stop your digging
You can put the shovel down
Now y’all get to stepping
Before I put my rifle down
Politician told the people
He had our back for the duration
Then the fat cats filled his wallet
While he bankrupted the nation
“This isn’t what it looks like
But it’s easy to explain
I need a billion dollars
To finance my campaign
“You gotta believe me
Hear my words and read my lips
I would never take a bribe
But I do accept tips…”
When the voters gonna say?
It’s time to stop your digging
You can put the shovel down
You’re slick but we ain’t stupid
Time to get out of town
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics
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June 30, 2018
Be obnoxious, be a dick
Quarrel, quibble, contradict
State your case and never quit
Advocate the opposite
Be slimier and slicker
Contest, annoy and bicker
Mix it up and disagree
Create your own reality
Give no quarter in dispute
Be doctrinaire and absolute
Never agree with anyone
And always tell yourself you won
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:losers, Poetry
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June 20, 2018
You were right and I was wrong
Now my life’s a country song
About a man who lost his wife
Wrecked his home and ruined his life
You were right and I was wrong
I lost the place where I belong
You found out—you said goodbye
I hate my wicked wayward eye
You were right and I was wrong
And everything I love is gone
Thought I could have a little fling
It wasn’t worth my wedding ring
You were right and I was wrong
You said be true or say so long
I tried to split my life in two
And eat my cake and have you too
You were right and I was wrong
I was weak and you’re so strong
I have to live with what I did
I miss my home—I miss my kids
By Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics, sad songs
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June 15, 2018
In the corner of the lunchroom
There’s a bunch of sour groaners
Whining bout their problems
Cuz they’re all just stupid moaners
Attacking & accusing
It’s a horde of angry gripers
Feeding on each other
Like a den of killer vipers
Dissatisfaction validated
From a whimper to a whine
With all the manners & decorum
Of a heard of squealing swine
Cynical & fussy
Right Down to their grouchy britches
Deliver me, Oh Lord
From such a prickly bunch of bitches
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:complainers, country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics
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May 19, 2018
It takes fifty-seven lies
Just to get you outta bed
Lies are like a fungus
That grows inside your head
You need a journal to keep track of
All the lies you ever said
Once upon a time
There was a girl who loved you true
Now there’s someone in the mirror
But you swear it isn’t you
The lovely thoughts you’re thinking
And those ugly things you do
Your heart is black and rancid
And you can’t erase the stain
You got booze and you got pills
To protect you from the pain
An umbrella in a hurricane
Won’t keep away the rain
Your body and your soul
Are in a nasty civil war
You just keep on doing
Crazy things you did before
There’s gonna come a time
When you can’t take it anymore
You choked to death on love
That you were too afraid to give
On your tombstone it will say
That you had too much pride to live
Some folks choose to die
When it’s too frightful to forgive
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, losers, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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