A song inspired by Season 3B of Teen Wolf

WAR (Teen Wolf Song) - Former Vandal

Here is my new song inspired by “Teen Wolf”
This song is about the current state of Scott and Allison’s relationship.

where have you been?
and why’d you have to go there all alone.
it tastes like sin,
these sheets your body kissed have grown too cold.

this all feels wrong,
i never said go, i never said go.
and if i did I never meant it, would you let your heart forget it.
i’ll keep my voice low, I’ll keep my voice low.
Whisper words that promise better things and calm your dreams.
and make you stay with me. 

So keep your breathing slow.
Strangers in lovers clothes..
what are you running from? what are you running from?
What have we become?
Lonely and fragile ghosts.
what are you running from? what are you so afraid of? 

I let you in.
You had the chance to break me, and you did
The water got too deep and you couldn’t swim.
Lost at sea awaiting your return.
you couldn’t anchor me down, I had to anchor myself
If i have to I’ll watch you fall in love with someone knew.
I only want the best for you.

I will always be waiting for you.
I will always be waiting for you, love.
I will always be waiting for you.
I will always be waiting for you, love.

Breathing Slow (Teen Wolf Song) - Former Vandal

The packs farewell to Allison. Rest easy, fearless warrior.

War: Pt II - Former Vandal

Teen Wolf song I wrote about the Season 4 Trailer.

Can't Go Back (Teen Wolf Song) - Former Vandal

Dissipate - Former Vandal

Storage Room - Former Vandal

Lackluster (ft. Langleigh) - Former Vandal

The Runner and the Lover (ft. Shelby Merry) - Former Vandal

Way Past Saving - Former Vandal

Soooooo, this song started about Braeden, but KIIIIIINDA became about mostly the other hunters. We haven’t seen much of her yet, I don’t know what to think. I mean, we know she’s BADASS, but what is she in it for? The money? The power? Or just to protect herself and others? I wanna believe it’s the latter, but in the first episode this season she flat out told Scott she’d kill him if the money was good. So with that said, this is a song for all of those participating in the deadpool, and being motivated by the money.

LYRICS:

Don’t talk, you speak too much.
Just take the cash and get out.
Don’t worry, you think to much.
Just do what you need and leave 

I don’t trust no one and I won’t start now.
(It’s a bloodsport.)
I plan on not dying and I don’t care how.
(You always want more.)

The money makes up for a good time, good time.
And I’ll do what I need to survive, survive.
It’s not like I’m dead inside.
But you gotta kill your morals if you wanna survive
The guilts not heavy if the cash flows steady,
Cause I’d sell my own soul if the money’s good.

Don’t try to rationalize.
You’ll never make sense of it.
Cause it’s kill or wait to be killed.
You’re the only one who benefits.

I don’t trust no one and I won’t start now.
(It’s a bloodsport)
It’s dog eat dog, so you do what you need, 
cause you gotta eat somehow.

If The Money's Good (Teen Wolf Song) - Former Vandal

I Was So Sure - Former Vandal

TALKING TO MYSELF

COMEDOWN

Dirt poor vagrant with expensive taste.
Ashes of a cigarette in a priceless vase.
She say's that I'm a high end, lit cigar.
Gold-trimmed, marble heart.
Dying for the money and fame.
That I'm an almost famous movie star,
living in a stolen car.
Shoulda bought a better face.

She knows it cause she's well off.
Ain't gotta worry bout the money at all.
So clear to see it when you're
living in a glass house,
throwing stones at the ground.
Oh, she knows it cause she's well off.

Smile so vacant,
the doctors on call.
She says, "pin me back, just a little more.
Let 'em know, I'm the happiest doll on the wall."

She says that it's a rat race, dog eat dog.
Everyone's another cog,
looking for a way to break out.
She sold her soul for diamond rings,
now she can't feel anything.
Heavy, heavy lies the crown.

It's all about the money baby.

WELL OFF

My hands, your waistline.
I touch your face like, 
"God, I wish I cared enough."
Go slow, let's take time.
I'm trying to find
a reason I should give a fuck.

Before you love me just remember,
love is only sweet surrender,
and I can't get my heart to be on board.
Well, I'm feeling on your silhouette,
but I'm just not really feeling it.
I don't confuse butterflies with being bored.

I want to want you to bad.

Well, being alone is a devil cut from gold,
it's a demon I can hold too close.
Well, being alone is a kingdom I can't fold,
but it's lonely and it's cold.
But it's all I've ever known.

You're hands, my waistline.
We tried and now I,
I see you wanna give it up.
Your fault, you waste time.
Still act like it's mine.
I wonder when I'll be enough.

But before you touch me just remember,
the lines you wrote in every letter.
Somehow you refuse to move up north.
And I'm feeling your lips on my neck, 
but to you I'm just a fucking wreck.
And I'll never really learn.

I want to want you so bad. 

If you're not gonna love somebody else,
then you better get to loving yourself.
But love is something I'm just not built for.
Well being alone is a devil cut from gold,
it's an angel with no soul,
but it's all I've ever known.

Face it now, you don't want this, sugar.
I've been up all night.
I'm a mess and I'm lost in the head, 
and no, I'm never gonna get it right.

GOLD (feat. Lauren Sanderson)

You were a fire and I was a candle.
You wore me down.
The tide got higher and I was too far
to swim out to now.

I could be better for it.
I could get myself clean.
But I keep reaching for you
and getting drunk off your memory.
I don't wanna be strung out,
hanging here from your mouth.
Release me.

Inebria
(I don't wanna be bleeding for my everything.)
Inebria
(Well, honey, I can't breathe but I don't have the strength to leave.)

You were a fire and 
you kissed my skin into gasoline.
The flames got higher and
you lost your interest in empty heat.

I could be better for it.
I could get myself clean.
I could take every promise
and pour it down the sink.

You're an empty bottle, the fix I need.
You're the liqour in my lungs that's choking me.
You're the touch, the taste, the worst of me.
I gotta cut you clean.
Inebria
Maybe just one more sip before I leave.

I wanna be better for it.
I wanna get myself clean.
But I keep reaching for you
and getting drunk off your memory.
I wanna be better for it.
I wanna get myself clean.
I could take every promise
and pour it down the sink.

INEBRIA

BADLUCK

from the EP "HONEYMOON HAZE"
Available now: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/honeymoon-haze/id1221664897

Lyrics:
i’ve been pissing off all the neighbors
i’ve been doing bad things lately
mama raised me right, but she ain’t here tonight
baby, there ain’t nothing that can save me

i’ve been swapping morals in for favors
i’ve been making real bad choices
mama raised me right, but she ain’t here tonight
when it comes down to it i’m a...

good kid just dying to be fucked up
never had an issue so i’m always trying to cause one
good kid but i’m living like a lost cause
daddy’s got the money so i never need to ask much
oh, i’m a good kid
oh, just a good kid
good kid just dying to be fucked up
never had an issue so i’m always trying to cause one

baby, you could fuck up my whole life
how’d you know that’s just what i like?
you wrap my hands around your throat and say
“tell me that you love me like it matters either way”
if you’re up for it
if you just submit
yeah, the fuse is lit
we could burn the city down
and mess around among the ashes, baby

now that i think about it
you’d be fine without it

GOOD KID

Lyrics:

she said, “you walk too fast”
But that’s just how people move
if everything is fleeting
why should i wait on you?
you wanna fix me
just like the doctors do
“Take your pill and just sit still”
and be just like you.

she said, “hey boy, you think you could quit?
just stop fucking around and just sit for a bit.
why you gotta keep moving your hands like this?
Can’t you just find peace in idle movement?”

well don’t you think I wish i could stop shaking?
but the pills never helped anything.

they all say
“hey kid, you’re burning out.
come on, take it slow
yeah, you’re losing your sight
from the sun in your eyes
don’t you know?
baby, take it slow”

she said, “you talk too fast”
that’s just what people do
my tongue is just a vessel that 
my heart bleeds through
well, you wanna fix me
your friends, they hate me too
you want me simple, honey
just like you

she said, “hey boy you think you could quit?
just stop fucking around and just sit for a bit
yeah, it’s getting real old, i’m real sick of your shit
godspeed finding someone who can put up with it”

well don’t you think i wish i could stop shaking?
but your lips never helped anything

“baby, you don’t have to move too fast
it’s all here and you’re gonna miss it.”

TAKE IT SLOW

lyrics:
hands like a sickness, a fever dream when we touch
i breathe into your weakness and live in your lungs
tell me, baby girl, don’t it taste so sweet
something about the borderline does it for me
it’s friction, but it’s just enough
finger on the trigger, can you call my bluff?
she said “come on, baby boy, don’t it taste so sweet?
something about the outlaws make me weak”
 
“theres a devil in every bruise”, you told me
“but nothing’s quite as pretty as the black and blues”
but there’s an angel in your blood flow too
a skin-kneed, last-ditch attempt at innocence
 
so come and cut your teeth
on the edge between what’s good for me
and every little thing i want
you know, nobody does fucked up like us
come invade my veins
you’re the fix i keep an arm’s length away
no, i never wanna risk the rush
honey, i’m afraid i’m gonna love it
just a little too much
 
kiss me with a swiftness cause beauty doesn’t last long
and i can wreck a good thing enough on my own
so tell me who the hell’s idea was this?
just a trainwreck kid and his accomplice
 
well, ain’t it beautiful the way it burns?
something romantic in the way it hurts
they tried to fix us but we just got worse
if they’re going guns out, then we’re coming out first
 
when it all burns down the word around town
will be those cold-souled kids have really done it now

ANATHEMA

lyrics:
“boy, don’t you lie to me”, she said
“you only wanna love me cause the well’s run dry”
she’s got her hands on me
but i didn’t have the heart to tell her
that she’s half way right
and that she’s probably better off 
with her boyfriend either way.
 
this is the honeymoon before the sunset
you’ve got me feeling good but i’m not yours yet
you’ve got another man, and that’s quite okay
yeah, you’re probably better off
with your boyfriend either way
 
i romanticize all my bad highs
you know, that’s not the type of lover
that you want in your life
you can lead me to your room
but you know i can’t stay
yeah, you’re probably better off
with your boyfriend either way
 
you only say my name 
like a lie you can’t take back
i know you feel that heavy hold 
of all the substance that we lack 
well, i’m no better baby 
i won’t love you like he can
and you’ve got better things to do
than hide the truth about where you’ve been
 
this is the honeymoon before the sunset
a blind euphoria, but we’re a bad bet
you should be home with him, not where you lay
yeah, you’re probably better off
with your boyfriend either way
 
take it back, every mark on my back
every stolen look of longing, you owe him that
take it back, every kiss on your neck.
“babe, i promise, this means nothing
it won’t ever happen again.”

MISTRESS

i can’t remember when the dark came round.
but i knew it by name when the house burned down.
it grabbed me by the neck. it dragged me to the bed.
it covered my mouth and fucked with my head.
i can’t remember when the dark came round.

and i’ve been lying to my sister again.
second time this year she’s cried by my bed.
she says, “please, quinn, don’t start thinking again.
you worry me sick when you get like this.”

i can’t remember when the dark came round
but i can feel it in my cheeks when i smile, even now.
i remember what it’s like to fight the urge to crash the car.
how could i forget?

are you ever really whole again?
maybe blue is just who i am.

there’s noise in my ears like the salt in my tears
are you ever really whole again?
and it’s dark in my room and my mind has been too.
but i’d never lay this burden on you.

now, please mama, don’t you worry bout me.
no, no, sweetie, don’t you worry bout me.
i’ll be fine, or i’ll try
but these trials are mine.
please mama, don’t you worry bout me.

The Grieving Young

PLEASE MAMA

You won't be home for New Years.
You packed a bag and you skipped town.
You walked away, said it's more than you can take.
You won't be home for New Years.

We haven't spoken since last year.
You got your things and you moved out.
So sad to say, but I don't love you quite the same.
So, we haven't spoken since last year.

I'm three ticks short.
Hands in my trenchcoat.
You were always seconds ahead.
This midnight heavy, heavy on my chest.
For better wishes, and softer kisses.
I was always moments behind.
Happy New Year, honey.
Oh, dry your eyes, oh, dry your eyes.
My Blue, goodbye.

You won't be home come Monday.
You found a way out, or around.
Luck or dismay, I was only in the way.
No, you won't be home come Monday.

And these strangers in your living room,
they count the seconds out.
A toast, to progress, neverless.
Clink your glasses loud.
And those spirits in my living room,
they say your words aloud.
A toast, to solitude, I guess.
I take the bottle down.
Down, down.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Every wiser man than I,
took you apart.
Let bodies divide.
But every wiser man than I
had body to start,
and some to leave behind.

I've got scars that open when we kiss,
but I don't mind.
Cause I quite like the breeze on my ribs
that seeps inside.

When you leave you leave with me.

I only bruise for you.
I've not got skin to lose.
Keep it, keep it, keep it to yourself
if you love somebody else.

Every wiser man than I
bury their dead,
set bodies aside.
But every space I have to hide
is tethered to you,
and my demons alike.

And I don't believe I breathe without it.
Don't wanna try.
I lack the urge to figure out if
I'm on my side.
You kiss me when you shut me out
It's just what I like.
I'm too content to fight.
I'm broken but it's right.

(Nobody's gonna love you like I do.)

I know I'm supposed to hate it when you hurt me.
I know I'm supposed to hate it when you let me down.
I know I'm supposed to hate it when you hurt me.
But it occupies an idle mind.
It keeps me busy from time to time.

BRUISE

Produced by: Former Vandal
Engineered by: Matt Riefler

Shoot steady, love.
Hold me under in your bathtub.
I was cool and out of reach.
Marble-bodied but I can bleed.

I hang you high above.
You were callous, I wish I was.
Mirror conversing with me.
Apparitions blink between.

Will you return my body, please?
Withhold the marks you lent to me.
Well, your spite, it bites so gracefully.
But when you cry you look so clean.
You told me more than once,
Should I wander, just stay gone.
You and I fight dirty, cheap.
But when you cry you look so clean.

You're already numb,
but I had endings still unseen.
Look at what we did to me.
Hanging from the ceiling fan
can't feel nothing.

We fight dirty cheap,
we fight dirty cheap.

WHEN YOU CRY

From the Pt. II of the EP "Honeymoon Haze", titled "I Only Miss It Heavy Half the Time"

Lyrics:
I reinvent me every time you leave.
I'm running out of people left to be.
Every half-heart lie we never believe.
Swallow it like opiates and kiss the dog-day breeze.

Your hands inside my chest.
Those discount cigarettes,
You never liked the taste.
Inhale with borrowed grace.
I'm alive for a whisper-night.
Won't take too much of your time.
Your eyes in amber lights
say, "Callow love, it's over right?"

Ain't it beautiful how irony works?
I love you but it doesn't matter anyways.
It's not over if we never say the words.
I love you but it doesn't matter anyways.

I know it's hard to say
I just wanna see your face.
I don't care which one this time.
Young pain is so cliche,
but I feel it anyways.
June gloom is so sublime.

I reinvent all of our memories
(Good god, we're thinning through.
Parked car, inches but miles from you.)
I spend my time in revisionist history.
(Good god, such beautiful blue.
You fight so dirty when I look at you.)

In this moment, I miss you and I don't wanna be sorry for it.
Nothing beautiful can stay.
In this moment, I miss you and I don't wanna be sorry for it.
Nothing and everything has changed.

JUNE GLOOM

VIENNA (Billy Joel Cover)

"It's such waste," you say,
with your heels in hand.
Yeah, you're slurring all your words
and I'm avoiding all your friends.
"A headcase," they say,
but I place no blame.
You know I never meant to lose it
at your party again.

"Does any one know who this kid is?
Yeah, he's a piss-poor flirt and I'm over it."
I guess I drank too much and I still can't dance.
Oh god, I hate this song.
And all my friends.

CHORUS:
So take what you can get.
I could be better yet, don't talk you'll ruin it.
Take what you can get.
I'll be your best regret, sullen in silhouettes.

"It's such shame," you say,
through a cigarette.
Oh, I stutter over pseudo-lovers
draped in sweat.
You came and left
with no regrets.
I only barely make it out with just
an empty pack of Parliaments.

"Does any one know who this kid is?
Yeah, he's a 4, at best, if I'm generous."
I guess I drank too much and I still can't dance.
Oh god, I hate this song
and all my friends.

You're on the back porch, falling in love.
Out front, I'm smoking, waiting for the car to come.

PARLIAMENTS

Baby, we came close again.
Just a glimmer above the rest.
There's still prose left, I've not said yet.
I know you love it when I talk like that.

You said I look real cool, real cool.
I'm tar and 40 proof, just what you're into.
The boys back home got a stronger jaw,
but no bite back, like I do.

9 to 10, you see right through.
I'm pellucid to you.

So don't go too far, heaven's sake.
It's deja vu, but it could change.

Walk on water on Lake Shore Drive.
You said you've seen the waves this high.
Lost our shoes, our way, our minds.
Solemn and soaked on the south bound line.

You said it feels real cool, real cool.
Drunk on a bridge with you, we smoke until we're blue.
The boys back home got a stronger jaw,
but won't carry you, like I do.

I know you're thinking we've been up so high,
it's bound to come low.
Record of black-blue love, and it shows.
I know, but it won't.
I know you're thinking that you've seen it all,
well, maybe just close.
There must be somewhere pretty that we don't know.
You know, you never know.

REAL COOL

Lyrics:
I don’t wanna get drunk again.
But you do, so we do.
I don’t wanna go out again.
But you do, so we do. 

Talk that shit about your new fast friends.
Doing blow in the valley, aren’t you better than that? 
You’re so fake deep, high above the latest trends.
And you’re rolling your eyes as your nose bleeds again.

And I’m done chasing down private time.
Fist fights and that cherry wine.
No heaven between your thighs.
Just purgatory and killing time.
Those neon lights won’t always glow.
When you burn out, baby, don’t forget that I told you so.

Truth hurts.
Yeah, you only do it cause your friends do.

Brand new pinker pair of city lungs.
Second chances bore you so you light one up.
Angry cause nobody in the trust fund club
knows who you are, so you total your car.

No sweat, tears, and no blood to show.
Black card and your second phone.
Split lip and I’m walking home.
Glass knuckles and battered bones.
Said, “Fuck the fight.
and your habits too.”
Truth hurts; you only do it cause your friends do.

BLOW

I know you came with your friends
I think you told me that you never really liked them
There's smoke all in your hair
You couldn't seem to care
I should be leaving but it all just depends…

On you
This new and dizzy correlation
You pressed into my chest no hesitation
You talk so smooth
I bite my lip just waiting
Iron on my tongue
You only kiss me cause you love the color

Well, Good God!
I die to watch you hit the night
You rival heaven from the passenger throne
You slide your hands up leather, cherry wine
Don't bring your friends along
I can't ever get you alone

Don't make me stay til the end
These kids are wasted
I can't understand a word you're saying
Pacing a path in the grass
This high is fading too fast
Stuck in your cycle of "I don't, but maybe I do…"

Want you. Come through
Let's put this habit to bed
Your call, you choose
Just let me see in your head
You talk so smooth
I bite my lip just waiting
You kiss me laughing
And get off on how it keeps me hanging

Well, Good God!
I die to watch you hit the night
You rival heaven from the passenger throne
You slide your hands up leather, cherry wine
Don't bring your friends along
I can't ever get you alone

Dance, dance, dance for me
My baby, in the middle of the party
Come on, bite the sky with me
My baby, we can finish what we started
Dance, dance, dance for me
My baby, in the middle of the party
Come on, bite the sky with me
My baby, we can finish what we started
Oh

Don't bring your friends along

Well, Good God!
I die to watch you hit the night
You rival heaven from the passenger throne
You slide your hands up leather, cherry wine
Don't bring your friends along
I can't ever get you alone
Dance, dance, dance for me
My baby, in the middle of the party
Come on, bite the sky with me
My baby, we can finish what we started
Oh, oh

MSTRS

CHERRY

Lyrics:
Young Adonis
With a buzzcut
Tastes just like sugar and bad blood.

Young Adonis
Give me tough love
I get high every time you rough me up.

Soft kiss
My tongue slips
In the ridge from the scar on your lip.

You got a tight grip
And it's bliss
God, don't treat me like some means to an end.

Cause this feels like
The first drag on your smoke break.
Coming up for air when your lungs ache.
Baby, we could put the poets to shame.
I want everything,
And you could be that for me.
In a fur coat, kissing in the alleyway.
Something like a bad habit I don't wanna break.
Baby, we could put the poets to shame.
I want everything,
And you could be that for me.

Young Adonis
With a buzzcut.
Say the word
We can double this down
And see how far we can push our luck.

With some tattoos
and Absolut.
Trading in misdemeanors for a favor or two.

I spark
and burn blue.
I'm too hot to touch,
but you don't notice cause you still do.

The first drag of your smoke break
Coming up for air when your lungs ache.
Baby, we could put the poets to shame.
I want everything,
And you could be that for me.
In a fur coat, kissing in the alleyway.
Something like a bad habit I don't wanna break.
Baby, we could put the poets to shame.
I want everything,
And you could be that for me.

Everybody told me 
I can be a little too much.
So tell me why you hold me
And say that you can't ever get enough?

Whatever you say, love.
Whatever you say, I believe you.
The truth is, I used to dream about boys like you.

The first drag of your smoke break.
Coming up for air when your lungs ache.
Baby, we could put the poets to shame.
I want everything,
And you could be that for me.
In a fur coat, kissing in the alleyway.
Something like a bad habit I don't wanna break.
Baby, we could put the poets to shame.
I want everything,
And you could be that for me.

ADONIS

Spit me out,
if you don’t like the taste 
I leave in your mouth.

Say it loud,
cause the moans you make
are bumming me out.

I’m out of touch when I touch myself
and you’re out of reach when I love myself.

And if you 
wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna
break my heart:
Gimme me something 
worth breaking about.

Gimme something
Gimme something
Don’t stop!
Right there!

Spit me out,
if you don’t like the way
I taste on your tongue.

Put me down,
you don’t get me hot
I’m barely having fun.

I’m rolling my eyes 
at your moves and your sighs,
and it’s no big surprise
you can’t love me like I do.

And if you
wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna
break my heart:
Gimme something
worth breaking about.

I’m out of touch when I touch myself
and you’re out of reach when I love myself.

FORMER VANDAL

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