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| Here are a few songs I have written over the various years I have considered myself to be a lyricist. Enjoy! |
| Encased In Carbonite I wanna be encased in carbonite, put on pause until you see the light, My mind ashroud in mystery, my lips can't kiss, my eyes can't see, and when the world comes into view, all I'd want to see is you. Someday I know you'll see, the one for you was always me, until that day I'll just be stone, till you claim me for your own I wanna be encased in carbonite, till your kiss makes my heart take flight, Because someday you'll see the truth, like Han and Leia, me and you. The world around me is such a drain, all I feel is ceaseless pain, when, oh when will you realize, you lost your soul in my big blue eyes? I wanna be encased in carbonite, Baby, I won't put up a fight, Cause I feel so very blue, my world is empty without you. All I need is just your touch I miss your being oh-so-much. The world just seems to drag on by, and it makes me want to die Someday, baby, you'll look up, and you'll miss me oh-so-much, Until that day I'll be sitting tight, Encased within my carbonite. |
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| Born to Be a Plauyer When Joseph was a little boy, he told lies and broke his toys His mama she went to him, asked him what the deal is, and he said Momma I wanna kiss all the pretty girls I wanna make them mine I wanna love all the pretty girls Cause then life would be fine. Baby he was born to be a player, Maybe he was born to use some one. He said momma I wont really claim her, I just want to have some fun. Things were cool as Joe grew up, He played pool and drove a truck, All the girlies say, If you date Joe, you're gonna get played, He didn't care, he said that's fine, he dates college girls all the time. And that boy's always getting laid don't care who don't how those girls get played All his buddies told him, hey look dude, do you value your life? One of those girls might have a knife All he said was I wanna kiss all the pretty girls I wanna make them mine I wanna love all the pretty girls Cause then life would be fine. Baby he was born to be a player, Maybe he was born to use some one. He said boys I wont really claim her, I just want to have some fun. Joe said it's cool, I got my back, things like that don't happen if you ain't black So Joe kept playing his cruel games, use 'em and lose 'em like they're all the same, Then one day he met someone, it's too bad she just wanted to have fun. Got his heart ripped out, the boy got PLAYED, he didn't like losing at his own game. He fell hard, but hey that's tough, you mess around, and life comes back to kick you in the nuts. I wanna kiss just one pretty girl I wanna make her mine I wanna love just one pretty girl Cause then life would be fine. Baby She was born to be player, Maybe she was born to use some one. He said boys I want to claim her, She said I just want to have some fun. |
| Someone I Could Love Tell me a story, tell me a rhyme, help me understand this blight I'm in, With the lights all out the world's gone dark, my plane's gone into a tail spin. Help me out please, somebody. You always give me someone I could love, but how bout someone who loves me? Travel along a big stretch of highway, when I think I got things figured out, Somehow I lost my way, things always seem to go south... Help me out please, somebody. You always give me someone I could love, but how bout someone who loves me? I scream and shout, I twist and turn, I let the dogs out, let the bridges burn. Things they seem to run over me, when one walks out, I run into 3. Help me out, please somebody. You always give me someone I could love, but how bout someone who loves me? A flower girl at 32, all dressed up in sparkly blue, part of a wedding I will never see. All my sorrows raining down on me. Give me hell, that's what I take, how long till my heart can't break no more? Help me out please, somebody. You always give me someone I could love, but how bout someone who loves me? |
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