Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Frogs

You ever relive moments from your past that went wrong, seemingly out of nowhere, and you are just left there like “what the fuck?….” And then that’s it? That is all you have left of that relationship for years to come? And anytime you are reminded of that person your brief moment of reminiscing is quickly drowned out by the memory of the last time you two ever spoke to one another?  And even though deep down inside you know it wasn’t you; you didn’t do anything wrong, you still relive your last moments and desperately seek for some sort of closure? You just want to make sense of it?  Because out of all the people who have come and gone in your life this person still stands out to you? Even when they might not even be aware of the power their words and actions had? And how even after all these years it still affects you? Then you wonder if they even think about it; or you?

 Yep, me too.

It's a strange thing how you can feel such a strong connection to certain people. When the right personalities mix it's a beautiful thing. I remember that beauty. I choose to remember you that way. If you ever come around again my door is always open. I won't judge you for the decisions made. I just want my friend back.




"The face before me flies
Laughs at me inside
Masks are made to hide the glow
Shining eyes
Distance 'tween us grows
Feeding lies

It's hard to start things over"


"What does friend mean to you?
A word so wrongfully abused
Are you like me, confused?

Why's it have to be this way, be this way, be this way, be this way, be this way, be this way"


Saturday, January 5, 2013

Super Dork

In anticipation of investigating Waverly Hills, I decided to parody "Beverly Hills" by Weezer. The lyrics are accurate in accordance to the paranormal claims at Waverly Hills.

Due to limited resources Ryan (my boyfriend) and I had to make due with what we had...which was a free karaoke version of "Beverly Hills" (with backing vocals), a mic, Sonar, clever lyrics, and one heck of a dorky gal.

Enjoy!

Where they come from there’s a high death rate
experiments like pneumothorax
purposely make your lungs collapse
Then there is thoracoplasty

The patients were treated cruel
There’s a spirit named Mary
She plays ring around the rosy
And I got a PX in my pocket

Waverly Hills – That’s where I want to be! (Kentucky Kentucky)
Hunting in Waverly Hills…
Waverly Hills rollin’ down on a gurney! (Kentucky Kentucky)
Hunting in Waverly Hills…