Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’

trail of destruction

May 6, 2017

You went out for some coffee
But you never came back
Now you call me on the phone
And you wanna slither back

You disrupt and take advantage
Everywhere you go
You owe a thousand dollars
To everyone I know

Do you ever stop to think
About the things you’re doin’?
Do you ever contemplate
Your trail of wreck and ruin?

You’ve worn out every welcome
From here to Timbuktu
After all the things you did
Why should I get back with you?

“I just need another chance”
Is all you ever say
Take your basket full of sorry
And please just go away

by Richard W. Bray

The Ghost of Our Love

April 8, 2017

After all the things I done
I can never hurt enough
It ain’t my conscience talking
It’s the ghost of our love

I wake up in evening
Feel you breathing on my skin
Just the ghost of our love
It’s teasing me again

The ghost of our love
Is laughing in my face
Every time I try and find
Somebody to replace it

The ghost of our love
Reminds me all the time
I’m just another scoundrel
Who cannot face my crime

by Richard W. Bray

a thousand wrong turns

March 19, 2017

I tried to feed a hunger
That grew and grew
I climbed a million mountains
For that perfect view

Never knew where I was going
But I kept pushing through
Till a thousand wrong turns
Led me to you

Been a lotta places
Where the wind blows cold
I never take advice
I don’t do what I’m told

Ended with a prize
Amazing to behold
I chased a million rainbows
And you’re my pot of gold

by Richard W. Bray

Depleted

March 11, 2017

Every breath I take
Fills me up with pain
I go out every morning
Pretending like I’m sane
I’m a lost hopeless goner
Living in vain

Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole

That smile on my face
Is a crumbling façade
Like Alfred E. Neuman
I pretend it isn’t odd
Just another day for
A stumbling, bumbling fraud

Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole

At the end of my rope
And hanging by a thread
I could’ve had love
I chose freedom instead
Still, it’s nice to know
I’ll feel better when I’m dead

Defeated and depleted
Nowhere left to go
Every ounce of marrow
Drained from my soul
Impossible to dream
That I’ll ever be whole

by Richard W. Bray

Long List of Reasons

March 4, 2017

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I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good

I stopped to check the score
I had money on the game
I was headed out the door
When my appetizers came

I was feeling kinda lucky
My dice were getting hot
Some dude from Kentucky
Was lining up the shots

I was scared I’d miss something
I was totally right
It was the same old nothing
That I’m doing every night

I started painting red
Didn’t know when to stop
Got punched in the head
When I spit on a cop

So I’ll spend another night
In this stinky old cell
I never did you right
But I always meant well

I never made it home
To love you like I should
Got a long list of reasons
But none of ’em are good

by Richard W. Bray

Keeping it Real

March 1, 2017

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Stop coming round
To tell me
How you figured it out
You found another lazy
Lying lily-livered lout

On a mission to detect
The legit from the faker
Like you think you get a vote
When a man meets his maker

Good people
Bad dudes
Guys you heard were gay
Losers, winners, boozers, sinners
Put your list away

On a mission to detect
The legit from the faker
Like you think you get a vote
When a man meets his maker

You can’t find
Anybody
To fit your ideal
Stop telling everybody
How you’re keeping it real

On a mission to detect
The legit from the faker
Like you think you get a vote
When a man meets his maker

by Richard W. Bray

If Only

February 26, 2017

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If only I was taller
I’d be in the NBA
If only you were perfect
I never would betray

If only I were lucky
Things never go my way
If only I were handsome
Love would never go astray

If only
everybody
Would just let me be me
If only somebody
Would love me just for me

If only life were fair
I never would complain
If only this world
Didn’t have so much pain

If only the past
Was something I didn’t know
If only you still loved me
Like you did long ago

by Richard W. Bray

The piece of me that’s you

February 13, 2017

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Another crazy turbid day
What can I do?
What can I say?

Whenever life gets
Wayward and askew
I always listen to
The piece of me that’s you

Science teacher
Says it’s true
I’m never
Far away from you

Molecules
Way out in space
Connect right to
The human race

It’s nice to know
We’re part of every star
And the piece of you that’s me
Is never far

by Richard W. Bray

Johnny Backstab

February 12, 2017

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Johnny Backstab killed his brother
At the tender age of four
Shanked him with a butter knife
And left him on the floor
His mother asked, “Now Johnny,
Whatever did you do that for?”
Johnny said, “He took my donut.
He won’t do it anymore.”

Beware those empty eyes
In Johnny’s lying little head
If he can’t get you with his knife
He will use his words instead
There’s not an ounce of truth
In everything he ever said
A thousand trusting souls
Lay in Johnny’s trail of red

Johnny Backstab is your neighbor,
He’s your boss, or he’s your friend
He is pleasant in your presence
And he never will offend
He’s beguiling; he is charming
He knows how to pretend
But if you don’t watch your back
He will get you in the end

by Richard W. Bray

Admit It

February 8, 2017

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Since the Middle Ages at least, Western societies have established the confession as one of the main rituals we rely on for the production of truth
Michel Foucault

The public has a right to know
Whatever’s hiding in your soul
Don’t cheat the mob; don’t hurt your health
And please don’t keep it to yourself

Admit it
You did it
For all those years
You hid it
You’re holding out
Just quit it

Tell a teacher, tell a priest
Tell a shrink or call police
Tell a doctor, tell a nun
Let everybody share the fun

Reduce your stress
And just confess
We need to blame
We need to bless
Don’t make us beg
Don’t make us guess

by Richard W. Bray