Song I made for my final in songwriting workshop class in college. Dangers of the plastic industry, etc.

Lyrics:

Immortal; it never dies.
It’ll stick around in the soil, telling everyone its’ lies.
It’s a vampire, hiding in your blood.
It’s the monster in the night, it’s the tsunami’s flood.

We tried to play God.
We saw the world from on high.
We resurrected Babbel,
The tower in the sky.
But we fell, now we sell
That which we buy with our bodies and dug up from hell

It’s a poison we put in
Our young children’s pudding
It’s a toxin to kill all the youth.
It’s a floater, a dancer,
It’s soot and it’s cancer.
It’s a lusterous and lustful untruth.

Immortal; it won’t go away
It’ll slaughter our daughters to pay for its stay.
It’s the alchemy of evil, it’s Lucifer’s skin.
Takes our holy home and distorts it to sin.

We tried to play God.
Built our own new kingdom come.
We burnt fossils of the forbidden fruit,
Now Adam’s ashes are in our lungs.
Cause it gave us each day our daily bread,
But it was wrapped up in the blood, sweat, and the stool of the dead.

It twists up the spines of
The creatures that lie
In the earth, and that swim in the depths of the ocean.
It chokes up our children,
Says its not the villain,
And the sad thing is that it’s right.

Mourning The Slaughters Of Plastic's Daughters (DEMO)

Lyrics:

La Dee Da Dee Dum…
Oh Ohh La Dee Da Dee Dum…

You don’t text me back right away.
Sometimes you take hours, sometimes you take days.
But in response to everything that I say,
Eventually you’ll always reply the same old way,

With heart emoji.
Heart emoji!
Heart emoji!
Heart emoji!

You’re so cute,
With your crooked broken glasses.
You’re so funny,
You could charm all of the masses.
You’re so pretty,
When you’re batting your eyelashes.
You’re so sweet,
Just like honey and molasses.

Cause when I look you,
I lose my sense of time.
When I look at you,
My thoughts are sung in rhyme.
When I look at you,
Your words come into my mind,
When I look at you,
I think, every single time,  

Heart Emoji!
Heart Emoji!
Won’t you just hold me?
Heart emoji!

Heart Emoji!
Heart Emoji!
Can’t keep this low-key.
When you send me your heart emojis.

Oh La Dee Da Dee Dum…
Oh Oh La Dee Da Dee Dum…

Your laughter is a song.
Your smile is the sky.
Your texts are like a bong,
Just one hit and I get high.
That I’m flying out to mars,
And your eyes are shooting stars,
And I make all my wishes every time,
Every time we're driving in your car.

And before I know it, my heart shoots into the galaxy.
I just can’t explain how it defies the laws of gravity.
Maybe all these feelings are just my little fantasy,
But I cannot help it. When I’m with you, baby, all I see is,

Heart Emoji!
Heart Emoji!
Won’t you just hold me?
Heart emoji!

Oh La Dee Da Dee Dum…
Oh La Dee Da Dee Dum…
Ohh Ohh

beat is here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gh7Ws8FpmEQ

Heart Emoji (Demo) (Prod. LoewFii)

Lyrics:

Doctor, Doctor, run some tests.
I’m not getting any rest.
Cannot breathe, cannot digest.
Too anxious and too depressed.

Doctor, Doctor, check my head.
I can’t seem to bed.
Forgetting everything I’ve read
Confusing all my greens and reds.

Doctor, Doctor, scan my brain.
Tell me why I’m so insane.
Is it my muscles or my veins?
Is he my pleasure or my pain?

Doctor, Doctor, give me drugs.
Give me pills or pull the plug.
Cause he gives me the stomach bug.
Every time he gives me hugs.

Don’t think I’ll feel fine.
Till I know if that boy’s mine.
Lab results, they take some time.
So til then I’m just

Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.
Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.

Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.
Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.

Doctor, Doctor, draw my blood.
Cause my tears turn into floods.
Are he and I a blooming bud?
Or is that seed just a dud?

Doctor, Doctor, check my ears.
Do I just hear what I wanna hear?
Is rejection very clear?
Or does he really think I’m dear?

Doctor, Doctor, read my pulse.
Tell me is it true or false,
That while I check for texts and calls,
My broken heart starts to avulse.

Doctor, Doctor, I need more.
Tell me that there is a cure.
Don’t how much I can endure,
Of all this love, mi gran amor!

I need a diagnosis,
On why he gives me psychosis.
Yeah, all I need to know is,
What’s our love’s prognosis?

Docs says to wait for results.
I know it ain’t nobody’s fault,
But I hate being an adult,
Always needing to just default to,

Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.
Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.

Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.
Waiting in the waiting room.
Just waiting in the waiting room.

Thanks to ochtoskies for the beat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6sJAmM25suU

The Waiting Room (prod. Ochto) (Demo)

SCHEMA: The Psychological Concept Album You Didn't Know You Needed Until Now

In Schema Theory, proposed by Dr. Jeffrey E. Young, there are 18 different maladaptive life patterns, or "Schemas" that we adopt as a result of trying to fullfill unmet emotional needs in childhood and adolescence.

I wrote a song about each one.

This is just a demo, recorded over a year ago, on my iPhone, mostly in my grandparents' living room. I plan on recording these songs professionally, in a studio, and when I do, these old files will be deleted.

But I can't keep this album and its meaning a secret any longer. I worked very hard on this album, not just on the music itself, but as I wrote each song, exploring these life themes within myself, and challenging myself to grow as I realized my own personal flaws.

These songs are not what you should do, or what you should think. Rather they are creative manifestations of common problems, and if you find yourself deeply relating to a song, it is not a song of comfort. It is a call to action. An opportunity to work on yourself as a result of seeing the consequences to these schemas.

Thanks.

Bellamy Blue

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