Here's some lyrics (I hope) for a song I'm working on:
*The Great Placebo Disease*
Alone seems to be everything these days
I’m not trying to see things that aren’t really there
In the sky that glows colors I’ve never heard of
It’s just that nothing seems the same as it used to be
There are no ravens that fly overhead and drop bombs on Baghdad
There are no soldiers that carry bouquets of flowers to brighten the day
There are no ropes that hold lonely hearts together
There is only a mirror cracked and distorted trying to tell the future
If there’s one thing I know, it’s how to make something out of nothing
Sometimes I don’t think anything’s anything
There are those times that I see little flecks in grains of dust
And then I find myself starting pathetically at something unreal
I feel like I’m constantly looking through a window into my life
I wanted to hold a sign that said “You All Should Be Crying”
But instead I said “Punk Rock is Dead”