Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’

Resentment is a hell of a drug

April 28, 2022

Eating breathing lies
Every day until you die

Resentment is a hell of a drug
Sweeping anger under the rug

Born with missing parts
Eight spleens and half a heart

Resentment is a hell of a drug
Pack your hatred into a shrug

Truth comes down in shards
You're bleeding pretty hard

Resentment is a hell of a drug
Metamorphize into a bug 

by Richard W. Bray

I See You Beautiful

April 2, 2022

I see you beautiful
I see you free
I wish you had some time
To be with me

I see you beautiful
I see you true
I dream about a world
That's full of you

I'll treat you like a princess
If you give me a chance

I see you beautiful
I see you strong
I really like the way
We get along

I see you beautiful
I see you smart
I can't even say
What you do to my heart

I'll treat you like a princess
If you give me a chance

by Richard W. Bray


Tell Me on a Friday

March 27, 2022

Tell me on a Friday
If it isn't working out
Give me two days
To cry my eyeballs out

I'll arise on Monday morning
With a pile of work to do
Before I can remember
There's no more me and you

The paradise where roses bloom
Is just another lonely room

Tell me on a Friday 
When my day is done
And all my happy hopes
Can set with the sun

I'll have 48 hours
To completely fall apart
Then I'll pull myself together
And resuscitate my heart

The paradise where roses bloom
Is just another lonely room

by Richard W. Bray

the demon disappears

March 23, 2022

You need to kick his ass
That's what I'd do
I heard him talking shit
I'll be right next to you

Pouring poison in your ear
Loathing and fear
As he tries to make trouble
And sucks up your beer

You need to kick his ass
That's what I'd do
I heard him talking shit
I'll be right next to you

The dehydrated cackle
Of a thirsty vampire
Who feeds on decay
And funeral pyres

You need to kick his ass
That's what I'd do
I heard him talking shit
I'll be right next to you

As you flail in bloody folly
The demon disappears
To start endless quarrels
On through the years

You need to kick his ass
That's what I'd do
I heard him talking shit
I'll be right next to you

by Richard W. Bray

a whole lot crazy

March 10, 2022

I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you

She says to wait your turn
As my insides start to churn

I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you

She says that she supposes
Send more jewelry and roses

I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you

She says you're really sweet
I might let you wash my feet

I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you

She says we might get together
Maybe someday, maybe never

I'm a whole lot crazy
I'm not an itty bitty crazy
Not a teensy weensy crazy
I'm a whole lot crazy over you

by Richard W. Bray


 

Never-ending lies

March 6, 2022

Missing cash and broken hearts
Never-ending when it starts

Scams and phony resumes
You walk away but someone pays

Reputations killed for fun
Your words are like a loaded gun

Liars know they're lying
But they still believe their lies
Don't believe a word
Unless you see it with your eyes

So much destruction in your wake
How much money did you make?

Armies march and people die
Fill your pocket – don't care why

Diseases growing in your brain
Your legacy is one big stain

Liars know they're lying 
But they still believe their lies
Don't believe a word
Unless you see it with your eyes

by Richard W. Bray

From Wichita to Omaha

January 16, 2022

map to nowhere
You can build yourself a mansion
On a big ole pile of sand
You can fabricate a future
In never never land
You can look inside a mirror
And see a fantasy 
You can dream away your future 
On what's never gonna be

Can't get from Wichita to Omaha
If you're stuck in Timbuktu
The things you did are on the way
To things you're gonna do
You can make believe you're someone else
And dream a happy dream
But being who you wanna be
Starts with coming clean

You can wake up every morning
And tell yourself a lie
You can repeat it and repeat it
Until the day you die
You can keep on treading water
And never wonder why
Or you can grab life by the collar
And look it in the eye

Can't get from Wichita to Omaha
If you're stuck in Timbuktu
The things you did are on the way
To things you're gonna do
You can make believe you're someone else
And dream a happy dream
But being who you wanna be
Starts with coming clean

by Richard W. Bray

Everything I do I think of you

January 6, 2022

They will come with many roses in the early afternoonEdward Arlington Robinson

Everything I do I think of you
The piece of you inside me
That does its best to guide me
Wonders why I do the things I do

Everything I do I think of you
I always feel much better
When I wear you like a sweater
I never shed the person that I knew

Everything I do I think of you
Your memory will stay
Until I fade away
My last goodbye will be our adieu

by Richard W. Bray

Can you build a world with lies?

January 1, 2022

Can you build a world with lies?
where the roads are paved with gold
and you're never getting old

Can you build a world with lies?
where the skies are never gray
and you can wish your woes away

so many happy songs to sing
when sanity is not your thing

Can you build a world with lies?
where you can spin and spin and spin
with a chuckle and a grin

Can you build a world with lies?
where all the shitty things you do
are never coming back to you

by Richard W. Bray

Getting drunk and talking shit 

December 24, 2021

On Saturday he comes to town  
And puts some pints of whiskey down 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
All night long till he gets hit  

A mixed-up mess of drink and smell
Living in your private hell 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
Spewing lies and gobs of spit  

Thoughts revealed in wine are true 
Uncovering the real you 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
Such an asshole when you’re lit  

Folks who piss away their lives
Belching lies as sharp as knives 
Getting drunk and talking shit 
Losers don’t know when to quit  

by Richard W. Bray