Sounds from Friday evening

SPILLINGHEAD

and if the trees can blossom in the summer 
why can’t i grow the flowers in my chest?

why can’t the things around me, oh their beauty
caress my senses longer, as i yearn for rest?

the honey driven smell of orange blossom
doesn’t impress my stubborn self

and as the weather itches to be warmer 
i’m in no rush to wear a summer dress

a springtime bird’s call haunts me as it lingers -
it angers me when it shakes me awake.

and as i wait through another change of seasons
i am reminded i’m to spend them with myself

honey…!!

Love, LA

Dosed

lyrics:
you can not make him stay 
nothing to do about the rain
just let the seasons change
soon there might just come a day
you wake to the sun in your face 
and you will not feel this way

what’s the use in holding on to the night as it turns to day
what’s the use in trynna make somebody change if they’d like to stay the same
you feel the weight on your shoulders
It’s so tiring fighting getting older
nothing left to do
may will turn to june

you can not make him stay 
nothing to do about the rain
just let the seasons change
soon there might just come a day
you wake to the sun in your face 
and you will not feel this way

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if u want to use my songs in your stuff pls don't be rude and give me some credit I really want to quit my day job it sucks <3

seasons change demo

mess

my name, your lips

me and danny boy again @danieldowning-1
art by brandi instagram: traderjoe_hoe

you thought you'd figured it out
your friends are probably ours
what good is it to be sour
these days they're helping you out
just phasing running around
but soon they'll be gunning you down
you thought you'd figured it out
you thought you'd figured it out

you'll never know it
'til it really hits
you'll never show it
won't mention it
they're on your shoulders
don't question it
you're getting older

just making it to next week
always moving to fast
you still had your bicycle
but you didn't have the cash
took two steps forward
and ten steps back
now it seems that all you are
is the things you lack

you'll never know it
til it really hits
you'll never show it
won't mention it
they're on your shoulders
don't question it
you're getting older

you thought you'd figured it out
your friends are probably ours
what good is it to be sour
you thought you'd figured it out
you thought you'd figured it out

mess

Petunia

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