Demo of the song "I Have Returned" for the songwriting game I'm in :)

I have returned to fix my cinnamon life
It's kinda sweet, and yet it burns like a fire.
It's starting to lose meaning
desensitized to anything worth feeling.

Do you recall the days we spent in the shade,
beneath the tree, cool breeze, and fresh lemonade?
Everything so simple. No tiny bumps, no hiccups, not a wrinkle.

I've spent a thousand hours hoping my past life would return.
The hardest part's the lessons I have learned.

I have reclaimed my sense of purpose and pride
I'll trust my heart as my own personal guide
It won't always be easy,
though now I know the journey's what completes me.

I've spent a thousand hours hoping my past life would return.
The hardest part's the lessons I have learned.

I have returned, my feet are roots of a tree
My love will grow sky high, there's no stopping me.
The world's no longer scary
I've found myself, and now I'm finally ready.

The world's no longer scary
I've found myself, and now I'm finally ready.

I Have Returned Demo

Bend till I break
tears down my face
Love won’t erase
the imperfections in this place

The world is so cruel
But that’s nothing new.
Don’t expect fairness, not for me, or for you.

Don’t know if there are reasons,
for the cancers and the strife
perhaps it comes down to randomizations in our lives

Bend till I break
Dont’ know how much more I’ll take
This world’s disappointing 
It’s a feeling I can’t shake.

Don’t know if there are reasons,
for the cancers and the strife
perhaps it comes down to randomizations in our lives

Bend till I break
Dont’ know how much more I’ll take
This world’s disappointing 
It’s a feeling I can’t shake.
Though I wish It would change.

Bend Till I Break (Rough Songwriting Demo)

Lately
I’m living in a dead heat
It started with a tiny spark inside of me.
The fire grew so quickly, now I’ve lost control
It burns my soul.

Lately
I know my words, yet I can’t speak.
My inner dialogue recites like poetry
but, for every thought I’d like to say, a tear rolls down my cheek
my voice is rendered incomplete

So I’ll stay as quiet as a mouse so no one will hear me.
tip toe around this giant mess my life has brought me
keep busy with my workaholic habits to distract me
I’ll hide forever just to shield you from the real me.

The Real Me (incomplete rough demo)

Who knows how we came to this place?
So divided as a human race.
Invisible walls can still be seen and heard,
When bricks are laid with ignorance, and words, words words.
Agree to disagree in the end.
Or else you'll have your words without friends.
Doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right,
Save the fire for the bigger picture fight.
Save the fire for the bigger picture fight.
Save the fire for the bigger picture fight.

Words Without Friends

It's been two weeks since i've seen your face, and I'm wondering if you're a figment of my imagination
I can no longer tell what's real or fake, so I'm overwhelmed with all these feelings of confusion and frustration.

I thought I knew you, and perhaps I really did. But I might've only knew you 'cause I made you up in my head.

Bring me back to my hallucinations
I'm growing really tired of my memories erasing from my brain
I don't care if I'm insane
Bring me back to the times when I was with you
I'd rather live a lie than live a life where I would miss you all the time.
Even if my memories are false, at least they're mine.

I still don't know how long that I was out, or how much time went by, while my real life was passing by adjacent?
Have we ever met before, do you even exist? Did you reciprocate the passion on the night that we kissed? Our hearts were racing. I could've sworn it was the real thing

I thought I knew you, and perhaps I really did. But I might've only knew you 'cause I made you up in my head.

Bring me back to my hallucinations
I'm growing really tired of my memories erasing from my brain
I don't care if I'm insane
Bring me back to the times when I was with you
I'd rather live a lie than live a life where I would miss you all the time.
Even if my memories are false, at least they're mine.

Bring Me Back

A Very Special Cake

This one time, my friend was asking me about a cake,  specifically the kind I’d want to eat on my birthday. Now, I’m kinda indecisive, and I like lots of different kinds, so I thought it best to make a cake with EVERY FLAVOR IN MIND.

Red Velvet, Chocolate, and Peanutbutter Chocolate chip! Vanilla Bean, and Lemon Cream, and shortcake with some strawberry!
Banana Nut, with Raspberry, Pistachio with Cannoli Cream! Chocolate Amaretto Please, Carrot cake with cream cheese!

Coffee Cake with Cinnamon, and apple crumbs, and brownie bits, caramel, tiramisu, granola for the healthy crew.

Top it all with mnms, and gummy worms, and swedish fish, Potato chips, and pumpkin spice, I cannot wait to take a bite!


Eeew…. that’s really really really gross. Maybe next time we just get an ice-cream cake.

A Very Special Cake

I see the world through LED screens.
Converse with friends through tiny machines.
Express my feelings with emoji’s
Create the perfect life on my Facebook feed.

Maybe if I show the good
The bad will disappear
Use the internet as my
Illusion each and every time I cry.

I shared a picture of my brunch today
It got 34 likes on my instagram page.
Now I’ve showed ‘em, I’ve kept them at bay.
I have everyone thinking I’ve had a really great day.

Maybe if I show the good
The bad will disappear
Use the internet as my
Illusion each and every time I cry.

(ooh bridge)

Maybe if I show the good
The bad will disappear
Use the internet as my
Illusion each and every single time

Illusion

I am not a character 
Characters don’t have free will
They do what an author tells them to
I am not an archetype 
Or a simple plot device
My story won’t be analyzed
I will not be your literary version of me
I will not be your literary version of me.

Someone told me of your whispers
Of your unrelenting yarns.
And now I’m caught between the fabric
of the lies weaved to your charms.

Right now, maybe people will believe you, but-
Only for a little while, but the more you get to speak,
They’ll see themselves your writing style is really kind of weak.
And I’ll be left to stand real tall, a smile cheek to cheek because:

I am not a character 
Characters don’t have free will
They do what an author tells them to
I am not an archetype 
Or a simple plot device
My story won’t be analyzed
I will not be your literary version of me
I will not be your literary version of me.

Can’t you hear the others whisper?
Can’t you see them roll their eyes?
They can see that you’re translucent.
Like the air that fills the skies.

Somehow, maybe people had believed you, but-
Only for a little while, but the more you said and did.
The less people could tolerate, they know you’re full of myths.
And I’ll be left to walk ahead, no need to take a hit, because.

I am not a character 
Characters don’t have free will
They do what an author tells them to
I am not an archetype 
Or a simple plot device
My story won’t be analyzed
I will not be your literary version of me
I will not be your literary version of me.

Characters Demo Full

A work in progress about the Zombie Apocalypse. It's a fugue (sort of). 
Definitely a rough mix, and DEFINITELY not for kids.

Zombie Apocalypse Demo V3

This is my soundcloud dedicated to works in progress. For complete recordings, check out https://soundcloud.com/user-144520234 for tracks from my band "Tina and the Balance" :) :) :)

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