take me to the blue moon motel

TheManAtGeorgeWyth (DEMO)

pick me up at the Little Nashville Club i’ll be waiting for a man like you to show me that i can be loved if not up close then from afar i can be your hologram, put a bullet through the skull of a stranger just to prove i am a girl you won't ditch at the side of the sunset strip put a daddy’s girl t-shirt on, cuz i know that’s just what you like i would kill or die, just like all these other girls who love you

Little Nashville Club

ask me lover come over for a late night coffee lie on top of the covers listen to jeff buckley
i heard that he drowned in the mississippi river, well i think i know how he felt looking in your eyes my dear
my soul in mississippi waters with jeff buckley floating in your meany eyes
my head fits right between your shoulder blades and your neck
you leave the room to take a shower, darling trust me while I scour
your bookshelf heaped with henry gray, complete works of nietzche
stumble upon your favourite chapter, distended bowels and raging cancer
my soul in textbook covers, medical notes on inside corners, i will be your bride
my soul in mississippi waters with jeff buckley floating in your meany eyes

Mississippi Waters

i get to spend forty-five minutes with him a day
patiently sit & listen all about his girlfriend & in bed how she’s so great
so i’ll fall in love with doctors in this hospital cafe
one after the other... & every day’s the same
she’s got you under pressure, don’t you wanna job that’s better pay?
your baby girl & girl in windsor waiting for you to try harder
when all i’d rather is u stayed (you're my best friend)
though i never got to know you in that hospital cafe
half as much as i could have loved you, i’ll never be the same 
so i’ll fall in love with doctors in this hospital cafe, one after the other
& i think about my mother... & how she always said it rings around my head:
"a girl like you could marry one of them"
i don’t wanna marry one of them but i'll probably marry one of them

Hospital Cafe

you are the dead ends i need to cut
bundle in ribbon & put you in a box
you are the edge of the cliff i’m standing on
a body in the water dissolving like the salt
you're the voices in my head
i should be taking pills for but I'm not
you're the red in my underwear
i should change but i’ll rot instead (just rot instead)
you are the cake on my birthday knife
the sugar in my veins will bring me back to life 
you are the edge of the cliff i’m stepping off
a body in the ocean dissolving like the salt
you're the spider in my room
the reason i’m awake at four am
there’s no one to take you outside to a safe place
to stop me from killing you (oh what else can i do?)

Dead Ends

i am so cold to you, my warmth burns somewhere deep inside
quenched by all the times you’ve hurt me
like the time you left me wandering around the fireworks
& i’m bored of staring at the walls, you tell me it’s not helping anything at all
if you want me like your little doll... but you're too nice, you will treat me right tonight
tear the wire weaving between my lips
make me feel, try etch your name along my ribs
i can still feel the numbness of the field
i’m covered in mud & grass, searching for a hospital bed
& i’m bored of staring at the walls, you tell me it’s not helping anything at all
if you want me like your little doll... but you're too nice, you will treat me right tonight

Fireworks

i come with a warning: leave the hell alone
i’ll turn you into someone you’d never want to know
cuz that’s just what i do, yeah that’s just what I do
he was oh so gentle, but i needed more
pin me up against the wall, just like he did before
now this is what we do, yeah this is what we do
you’ll turn into your dad... i guess you could blame me for that
instead of helping you find your strength, i made you hate yourself
i am not the sweetest thing you’ve ever seen
the wiring in my head's messed up, forever it will be
this is what i do, yeah this is what i do
i would give it all up just to feel the way
you brushed my legs on the first night, before i made you change
now this is what I do, yeah this is what I do
you’ll turn into your dad... i guess you could blame me for that
instead of helping you find your strength i made you hate yourself

Warning

Concept piece / intro to my song "Warning"

Prelude (I.T.R.G.)

demo of a song I'm "working" on. affectionately titled captive for now.

captive demo

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darkness is my dearest friend and the light is my one true love

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