Submissions for February Album Writing Month

FAWM 2025

One day,
I’ll play,
The last four chords,
BeFore I hit the hay,
Lights out,
Last Shout,
I only hope they stick to you
Before they send  me out,
But I still have my doubts,

I haven’t crafted an ear worm,
Nor a sticky tune that hangs on you,
I only know how to write my mind,
And hope it’s something that speaks to you,
It’s only costed a band or two,

Cause I can’t hide 
behind kind lines,
My mind is trapped in truths
I can’t find
A life that rhymes,
When I hide myself from you,

So Let’s Play
All Day,
Around the chords
That hold me as I fray,
No doubt,
I count,
Up the days Til I’ve said 
all there is to say,
So let’s play my cares away,

Way more tales, i’ve yet to begun
And i’ll keep at it as my bell gets rung
No matter what comes, I wont be done
Til i’ve rung out my worries with the songs i’ve sung,

I give it with the fury of a worn out punk,
Keep it all acoustic cause i’ve lost my funk,
To the preachers on the tv and the news i’ve drunk,
It’s all I can do with the depths they’ve sunk,
Their heinous exaltation of a racist fuck

It’s Ok to be sad
This whole world is going mad,
And if you can write
What’s in your mind,
Sing out what you can,

FAWM Song 1 - Sing Out What You Can

Lyrics
I am looking to belong,
Somewhere I can still stand strong
Confident in my own skin,
And who I am truely within

My skin is ill fitting,
My face betrays my age,
Euphoria is fleeting
leaving me inside my cage
It holds who I could be
Who I never hoped to be,
I only what acceptance
Who would take that from me?

I want what you have,
To be accepted as I am,
So simple a concept
So tragic a demand
I am not a threat
I just don't fit in my skin
But you turn the world against me
If I tell you who I am



FAWM Song 2 - A Threat

FAWM Song 3 - Give Us Our Monsters

I've been playing my role,
Paying my tolls
Hands to the grindstone
Sins to atone
I've played the good boy
Shared all my toys
But as they come for my home
They must Be warned
I might
Bite
And tear down all lies in my life
Give up my attempts to comply 
If you come to take what was mine
This old dog might bite

I was always one of the pacifists
Bred to see things to the end of it
Never one to buck the trend
Til the trend bucked back,
Thrown to the wolves
But these dogs bite back
Now I'm fed up playing the same  game,
The animals seem to be the ones playing straight,
And I've gone round the bend a few times with these fools,
Now I'm back to the start and ready to break rules

I bite




Fawm song 4 - Bite

Lyrics: 
This is the era of consequence 
Proof of these compounding schemes,
Oligarchs solidifying their investments,
Zealots manifesting dark dreams
aging figure heads decay along media streams,

And we the people outside the party lines,
Are Victims of mindless propagandizing drive-bys,
Executive orders justifying hate crimes,
The president is a TV villain normalized

Out of touch, out of time, 
We the people matter less
the less we comply
What we clutch can be denied
We the people coalesce,
Among our party lines,

And the party lies, as they are want to do,
It's a game of personal victories for the select few,
They may be tasked to represent but are beholden to the news,
to Their investors, stockholders with political Views,

This is politics commercialized, your favorite speaker bought and sold
To a media or tech giant for a pocket full of gold,
A seat on the ark, or house that costs your soul,
All it takes is a willingness to be a leader they can mold,

Out of touch, out of time, 
We the people matter less
the less we comply
What we clutch can be denied
We the people coalesce,
Among our party lines,

Maybe they are out of touch, or maybe they're Out of time,
Cause we the people aren't going to keep putting up with their lies,
That's why the career politicians aren't getting by,
And we keep throwing out our votes to the extremists on the side,

now we're paying the costs of what the politicians supplied,
A couple of rich fucks with no reason to Disguise
Their Blatant lack of humanity and rampant virulent greed,
Now is a violent restart what America needs?




FAWM song 5 - Out of Touch

Lyrics: 

In a word, I am confused,
I am gifted with a talent
that the world will not make use,
My voice cannot diffuse,
Along the oversaturated signals, 
it's stagnant and obtuse,
Distorted by the hymnals,
I write to hide from my abuse,
And it's running me in circles,
3 ring circus of this recluse,
I have no target for this frustration,
No solution can I deduce,
I only sing til I am worthy,
To be heard for who I am,
But i'm ragged and I am thirsty,
Can you hold me where I stand

I am singing
For you
Are you listening 
I am singing
For you
Are you listening

You put on this earth with a talent for the verse,
But as I write myself in knots I have to question if it's a curse,
To be beholden to the lyrics, to be captured by the song,
But to be left without the evidence that I am where I belong,
And so I do it again with vigor, I put myself on the page,
I bleed upon the strings in earnest, as I write as I age,
Grey upon the stubble, I stumble hurriedly along,
But as I wrap it all together, I'm further from where I belong,

I am singing
For you
Are you listening 
I am singing
For you
Are you listening

It all comes so easy yet it's so terribly Sublime,
Each one is uniquely special, even if it's obviously contrived,
And yet it's all I want to do, in the eternity of time,
I want to write every ballad that crosses in my mind,
I want to sing it to you in secret, in the center of the stage,
I want everyone to hear it, I want to scream it from my cage,
The lyrics are my language, the only one I know,
So when no one understands me, I feel terribly alone,





FAWM Song 6 - Are you listening

Lyrics
Watch out for what's falling above,
Keep your friends close
Cause Dark days are coming
Protect the ones you love
Keep your friends close
Cause dark days are coming

Keep eyes wide cause monsters are coming,
Easy lies hide truth from the hunted,
Keep composed, it’s too late for running,
but we are too tired to care

Darling get
Darling get down
All Weapons drawn
Darling get
Darling get down
Fire at will
Darling get
Darling get down
Darling get down

Signs raised high
The end is nigh
Weapons drawn
If you don't comply
So praise the one
They idolized
Wrapped in gold
Frankensteined 
So we say

Keep Watch out, the walls are crumbling 
Keep your friends close
The Revolution is stunning
Keep Watch out, the towers are tumblings,
We cant be too tired 

Heads raised high,
The end is nigh
But we won’t be left
Crucified
Defy the one,
They idolize,
The time has come
Weaponize,
So we say,
No


Fawm song 7 - Dark Days

Non-binary Musician: Folk, Singer-Songwriter, Hip Hop, Pop, Punk, Whatever sparks their interest.

FAWM 2025

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