going down, instrumental that will soon be a full song.

here is the preview.

Promising Plans

we're all so oh so tired, were all so tired of sleep.
we're wide awake. we're too afraid to dream
were trying to remember, everything that we could be.
if only we could remember what made it worth remembering.

if everything we see was how I swore that it should be
then every single word i write and every single song you sing 
couldnt possibly remind you all that much of me
and me of everything that was said, and every word i missed
through the fights and compositon, its seems in this position
its always my decision to keep on fucking living this way
i cant escape it, my mind creates my fate and i am everything i hate
today, but just today because tomorrow i will borrow just a little bit of faith
in myself off of myself, but myself for just today because the guy from yesterday
just dont have it to spare, he's hardly half there, he just keeps quiet and stares
keeping focus forward on the walls, the floor, living half a human, sleep walking dead
syringe in arm and doped up in the head. 
that fucking zombie, terrifying, i aint sure if i was trying to kill my better 
half or live like i was dying.
as for now, i feel i've finally found a little bit of room to breath, 
i only found it once i took a couple steps away from me.
i got honest with myself, but i used to give me hell, all alone. and im still so far from home.
i know this part is true ya see, cause home is where the heart is, and its where the heart will always be
but home is where you hang your hat ya see 
so now i have no choice but to believe, that im always home
never alone as long as im with me
no more sleep walking dead, no more stuck inside my head, no more i wish that i was dead, for sure no more failed attempts at them.
no more i wish i wasnt me, no more i can barely breathe's, no more crawling out my skin it finally fits the bones inside of me.

Trying  To Remember ROUGH

Being Half Way There

Loud Noises with guitars



me and my best buddy ever wrote this song during a sleep over last night.

we hope you like it guys. We spent over an hour creating it.

Lyrics:
no opinion on anything, decisions are pending
she might miss a class if she drinks through the night.
(such is life)
everythings perfect but thats just the surface
this is not who she is so she drinks every night.

a red cup politician explains his position
i kick back and listen, i choke on his wisdom.
a theory about a theory that make too much sense.
about distractions of a dollar and how were losing interest.
how nothings like it used to be, shipping labor over seas
claiming things as property, how this world has got to be
how democrats are twisted and how republicans are twisted
and if what they said made any sense then he must have fucking missed it.

he ignores the politician, makes his way across the kitchen
he's almost had enough with all the missing out on life.
(cest la vie.)
but he came for a reason, and he knows when he's leaving
he'll have talked his way into a bed with someone for the night.

your searching for something you dont need
in a place that you cant find

were all so oh so tired, we're all so tired of sleep
we're wide awake awake awake, we're too afraid to dream
we were trying to remember, everything that we could be
if only we could remember what made it worth remembering.

we were planes posing as stars, pretending we were bold.


Something You Dont Need (demo)

does this have potential to be incredibly awesome? idk. you tell me.

potential?

not sure if i am losing sleep or been awake too many days
so i hum to floor boards as they creak and count the steps i take 
while i pace im barely keeping track of where i want to be
but where i want to be was barely worth the air i use to breathe
so hows it seem that it could possibly be worth a second thought
a second chance at what i am or anything i thought to want.
the temperature can kill somebody like me from the inside out
its too hot or too cold, its feast or famine, flood or drout.
over abundance of a feeling that i can never seem to shake
so i hold my head hung low on day s like this and hope that they will fade
cause feelings pass, they always have, not a thing we do is permanent.
were are barely a moment, we are scribbled names in wet cement.

lets take the moment, play pretend.. lets be the dreams inside our heads.
are you what y ou were when you were young? what it was that you had plans to be? 
im not, but at least i can say these days im am remembering.

Demo of a work in progress.

taking a stab at a dub step jam.

this is far from done, just a preview.

comments, input and honesty is appreciated.

Needs work, almost hmm

This is a untitled track because i have yet to write to it, Sample is "year of the cat" by al stewart.

enjoy and comment! 

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New Jam I'm working on, have a long ass verse written. just a sample of something soon to come.

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This is a little love song/rap jam i wrote for/about my lovely girlfriend.. THIS IS THE INSTRUMENTAL. Full song to come soon :)

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this is still pretty raw, just for jimmy king to write to.

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