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May it Be (Enya cover)

Only You (by Yaz)

SIDK- Aurora- Running with the Wolves

I am not my skin, this body that I’m in betrays who I am. 
Think what you will of me, you judge who I can be on pigment and collagen.

Rate how supple is my pride, how robust is my backside. 
Won’t succumb to every prick and prong maneuver that you run by me.
 Remember that I’m strong- just cuz I cry don’t mean I’m wrong, just means I care and I’m frustrated all my pores are dilated.

I’ll never be prom queen. 
I’ll never join the pageantry. 
I’ll never wave my hand with a grace akin to mannequins.
 I’ll never be prom queen. 
I’m just not fit for flattery.
 I’ll never parade or masquerade for what you deem is perfection.

So go on rate the volume of my lips, how fem I am based on my hips,
 how kind I am based on my smile- never mind a tact called guile. 
You judge competence on gait, how fit I am based on my weight, 
judge my insight on my faith- oh you’re so intu just you wait. You let age determine youth, base beauty on physical attributes.
 Well aren’t you in for a deception, it’s not more than presentation 
(that’s why)

I’ll never be prom queen.
 I’ll never join the pageantry.
 I’ll never wave my hand with a grace akin to mannequins. 
I’ll never be prom queen.
 I’m just not fit for flattery.
 I’ll never parade or masquerade for what you deem is perfection.

Just like the little kid inside me said, I’ll see it to the end. 
Put your back into it, get right to it- you’ll come out ahead.
 Say I’m too old to act so young-
 what do you expect from slapping tongue
 I set myself to an endeavor, I’ll get by because I’m clever.
 I don’t need your damn tiara to know the worth of my persona.

I’ll never be prom queen. 
I’ll never join the pageantry.
 I’ll never wave my hand with a grace akin to mannequins. 
I’ll never be prom queen.
 I’m just not fit for flattery. 
I’ll never parade or masquerade for what you deem is perfection.

I’ll dance with my teeth in my hand, my eyes in my head, I’ll smile at you while I cry tears inside wishing I was dead.
All this sells my “beauty” and my “smarts” never mind what’s in my heart.
 You’re all mad, simply silly, make these dresses nice and frilly.

Prom Queen

I see you creep(uh), see you creep(uh) with them peep(uh)s
8 am sharp in the morning and you're wearing that same clip-on
I can't believe how overworked and underpaid you must feel
Mr. Martyr Underdog Overachiever here

Can't you see, I got a crush		  ((Gotta relieve all that stress somehow))
I may be young but it don't stop the blush
Five days a week, I get all flushed 	 ((No time for dating and you're here now))
Now everyone deserves a break, let's make some blood rush

Teach me, teach me hot Mr. Teacher
My grades keep on dropping and I'm coming up with fever
Tell me why I'm struggling, this overachiever
Teach me teacher preacher teach me why I'm hot for teacher

We're in the all-stars, I'll be your wide-receiver
Gotsta take one to know one till you're a true believer
I’ll make you see my love for you is true. 
It can't be dangerous, it’s just a tad bit scandalous.

I may be fragile, but I'm crushed		((With no time for yourself, and the coast clear))
I may be young, but it don’t stop the blush.
Five days a week, I get all flushed	((Why starve for meat when the prime's right here))
Eventually you need a break, let's make some blood rush

Teach me, teach me hot Mr. Teacher
My grades keep on dropping and I'm coming up with fever
Tell me why I'm struggling, this overachiever 
Teach me teacher preacher teach me why I'm hot for teacher

Teach what you preach, you gotta preach what you teach
Teach what you preach, you gotta preach what you teach

Teach me, Teacher Preacher
Teach me, Teacher Preacher

Teach me, teach me hot Mr. Teacher
My grades keep on dropping and I'm coming up with fever
Tell me why I'm struggling, this overachiever 
Teach me teacher preacher teach me why I'm hot for teacher

Teach me teacher preacher teach me why I'm hot for teacher

*Mixed by Brendan Ruane @carnmix.com at Carnsound Studio*

Hot 4 Teacher

Christmas Song:

You say Christmas is here but it all feels the same.
It all comes and then goes in a day.
I keep guessing and chasing and searching for reasons
through the lights we string up for the season.
Why can't it always be this way?
It's not as if we change.

People are fleeting
but the heart don't stop beating
so why should we stop when it's done
Once all the good tidings are gone

We're kinder if just for the day
Why is it this way?

Why can't it be this way everyday
Why can't it be this way always

The holidays should not make a difference.
To understand is a commitment.

We put trees in our house like we love them
Adorn them until we throw them away.
Spend money on things we won't value in time.
There is no such thing as mine.

Why go into hiding with the good tidings
Why pretend this way?
When we all can change

Why can't it be this way everyday
Why can't it be this way always

Silent Night

The Dark- version before peer reviews

The Dark

This song could be interpreted in a couple different ways, but to keep it broad, left open to your own individual experience, the song is ultimately about the dependency one forms in a dysfunctional relationship.  Alluring and intimate, vulnerable yet unsettling.

Lyrics:

Creep under the covers, they’ll call us secret lovers
Creep into my chest
Get to know one another
I know you pretty well
I’m at your behest

I am at your beck and call you have my heart and all
I am relies on you

We’ll call it acclimating
Need you to validate me
I’m safe when I’m with you
Keep me close dear
I need you and I want you here
We can make this work

I wish you would at least experience the pain
So my heart ache
Isn’t in vain

It’s something that we need to share, I really wish that you would care
Please, stay here… in the bed with me

I’ll murder you in your sleep, instill fear into all your dreams
So you’ll never feel safe here, lying… in the bed with me
And you’ll cry and kick until you scream, 
Waking, pleading, “Save me”-

Never suspecting I’m resuscitating
And I’m coming back for you

I am at your beck and call you have my heart and all 
I am relies on you

Written, produced, mixed/mastered by The Songery

You (Spontaneous Demo)

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