this is an updated version of A Dumb Song (I am sick while singing this btw..)

A Dumb Love Song

Recently remembered this song, thought I'd give it a go. 

Boats And Birds Cover

A song I wrote about my transition story.

At home in his head but he longs for the world
born a 2-in-1 package but stamped "baby girl"
God must have been drunk to have buried the soul
of a son in a vessel a daughter controls
A product of labor that ran out of molds

and built up a kid with no bark and less bite
he craves the attention, she stays out of sight
behind bedroom doors, not a word, not a sound
lies plagued with a fear that he'll never be found
the darkness, the cold, and the silence, profound

They say  time heals all, but for some time's an arm
ignore the red suitcase with innocent charm
She'll inhale the exhaust, exhale to be free
he covers his ears, rocks, and dreams of the sea
thinks "I'd kill her myself if it wouldn't kill me"
From orange containers, a stiff living doll
she can't dream of dying, he can't dream at all
enough now, he's had it, there's no other way
abandons his ship and steps into the maze
Determined to save her or die in her place

In high school I'd sleep so I'd dream about dying 
in a maze that was built in my head
and without meaning disrespect, I'd ask the architect
"How long before I'll be dead?"

He steps through an exit, not mirror, not glass
each faces the other, found closure at last
and as she steps out, says "this should have been yours"
the wall seals behind her, a window no more.

I rose from the East as she sailed to the West
the daughter within me has laid down to rest
So study the ocean of stars in the night
you'll find a reflection that's nowhere in sight
I rose from the East as she sailed to the West
the daughter within me has laid down to rest
This 20-year project, a ship built alone
she weighed anchor, cast off, and never came home.

For All Men In Exile

I told myself to let it be, that some day all things die
But it ain't fair to stop repairs when all it takes is time
So I'll admit my fuck-ups, I'm ashamed of all my wrongs
I tried to save our friendship and, well, then I wrote this song
'cause she said, "no."

I've been the worst to deal with, I'd manipulate and use
Poured out the care she gave me and filled back up on cheap booze
So I packed up all I'd broken, left my home to make it right
But she kept the blame in mind and the "I'm sorry" out of sight
and she said,
"No, fuck you, you ruined my life don't talk to me"
She said.

Now heads or tails, it won't lay flat if both sides took a pounding
Kept her scars up on display and my side facing down
I thought, "perhaps she cares enough to hide what I can't handle"
Like when a bloody scene came on and dad would change the channel

But that's just wishful thinkin', she said
"No, fuck you, you ruined my life don't talk to me
No, fuck you, no, no, no, no..."

Well I'm not here to beg, no I whipped this up to say,
You have every right to hate me and I'll miss you every day
But if it means you're happy, well I'll gladly take the blame
Just make sure I got everything, 'cause, doll, after today I'll tell ya

I'm not your problem, I'm just your excuse
Made your own choices, your drugs and tattoos
And I'm not at fault, but I'd be there for you
I know I fucked up, so I'll pay my dues
And nothing more

And she said
"No, fuck you, you ruined my life don't talk to me."

I'm not your problem, I'm just your excuse
and nothing more
So no, fuck you,
'Cause some are still worth melting for.

Take A Jacket, Spare Your Change

Dog Years

Stained Floors (song for those of us with nothing to say)

I got no pulse, I'm just fucking medicated
poppin' daily pills ain't all they crack it up to be
and I quit the office when I thought that I could stand to sell some pot
'cause everyone's a pharmacist in this land of the free
yeah everyone's a pharmacist in this land of the free.
Now I could write a million songs 'bout what I think is right and wrong
and how large marine creatures trump our own humanity (fuck Trump!)
but I'm in no rush to break this shell, though one day, friend, I'll fare thee well
tonight I'm swimming steady 'cause you taught me how to breathe
we'll make it home in no time but till then you're stuck with me.
I've never had too much to say, or saved it for another day
but best believe I'd bust out of this tank to match the score
and whether I get swallowed up or fished out for a couple bucks
when buildings start to crumble, I'll watch from the ocean floor
watch the crowds in mass hysteria that I've come to adore.
You say that you're the bigger fish but we all see you're full of it
a school of conservation, no regard for basic need
so when the news cries "bombs away!" soon afterwards you'll turn to prey
'cause it's about time someone bites the hand that doesn't feed
we'll lock their greedy fingers up and throw away the key.

My best friend's a whale, she'll swallow you whole
loudly, proudly belts in range a song you'll come to know
to all of those who understand, grab hold and sing along
and though we may lose numbers, know just one is more than strong
so paddle on

yeah, paddle on.

Large Marine Creatures ('Licia's song)

Time - Stick and Poke cover

I wish everyone would die, if just for a day, I'd feel more alive
I wish everyone would die,  I'm smothered and lonely, can't make up my mind

Bugs in my head, feel their legs crawling 'round
bare teeth at my pillow, but can't hear a sound
Depression's a bitch, and you can't make her yours
Keep fighting that itch, 'cause your girlfriend's a whore
I settled in shadows and you were the sun
in days lunch was dinner and dinner was rum
They say to take chances, I sought what I lacked
and all I got was a round of applause and a Z-pack

I wish everyone would die, if just for a day, I'd feel more alive
I wish everyone would die, I'm smothered and lonely, can't make up my mind

Greatest birthday ever, if it ever made the news
I baked myself a birthday cake and tied myself a noose
There's a bluebird on my shoulder, casts its shadow on the wall
and I dream that I might hold her, or to answer when she calls
answer when she calls
and ask her
Won't you say you're dopamine and I'll be dopayours?

Here's a cheesy love song - Dopamine And Baby-cut Carrots

Calling out the wolf in the ba-ba-blue sheep's suit
caught the knee, the lead, the shock,
my neck under your boot
and I wrote this in advance, so I'm not sure what I've done
but if I'm dead because of you, there's nowhere left to run

If you shoot me, this I swear, I will haunt the shit outta you
so don't shoot me, 'cause I swear, that I will haunt the shit outta you

Well, it's possible that I've been watching too much Supernatural
but what's a guy to turn to when he don't believe in God?
I'd be pissed as hell to die for somethin' like a taillight
pissed enough to stick around until they burn my body
(but otherwise I'd like to be cremated, thank you)

If you shoot me, this I swear, I will haunt the shit outta you
so don't shoot me, 'cause I swear, that I will haunt the shit outta you

I'll lock you in your own car, pull your pants down at the bar
mind that I find comfort in your fear
toss your pills across the room, whispers that your soul is doomed
echoing throughout the mask and all your riot gear

If you shoot me, this I swear, I will haunt the shit outta you
so don't shoot me, 'cause I swear, that I will haunt the shit outta you! 

Who You Gonna Call?

I decided to rerecord this song after having a years worth of practice on it. Its still one of my favourites even if there could be more to it.

I wouldn't call myself a lyricist (1 year later re-record)

Though the original song isn't exactly my normal genre I got very into it, largely due to how connected I felt to the lyrics so I threw this acoustic-y version together. I hope you like it

Happier -Marshmello (cover)

Hey! I'm Viiya and I write my own songs and play covers of others on my Baritone ukulele. I play a plethora of other instruments so you may hear some others every once in while, like saxophone, trumpet and piano.

I wouldn't call myself a lyricist (1 year later re-record)

LegendoViiya