Spooky, scary skeletons Send shivers down your spine Shrieking skulls will shock your soul Seal your doom tonight
Spooky, scary skeletons Speak with such a screech You’ll shake and shudder in surprise When you hear these zombies shriek
We’re sorry skeletons, you’re so misunderstood You only want to socialize, but I don’t think we should
‘Cause spooky, scary skeletons Shout startling, shrilly screams They’ll sneak from their sarcophagus And just won’t leave you be
Spirits supernatural are shy what’s all the fuss? But bags of bones seem so unsafe, it’s semi-serious
Spooky, scary skeletons Are silly all the same They’ll smile and scrabble slowly by And drive you so insane
Sticks and stones will break your bones They seldom let you snooze Spooky, scary skeletons Will wake you with a boo!
My 2 Cents –
Okay, I know this is a silly song. But it suits this time of year. I really am in the fall mood. And considering my kid blew my phone up while I was out of contact with a text chain containing one text for each word of the lyrics to this…I really had no choice…dance with me?
Mayday, mayday, the ship is slowly sinking They think I’m crazy but they don’t know the feeling They’re all around me circling like vultures They wanna break me and wash away my colors Wash away my colors Take me high and I’ll sing Oh, you make everything okay, okay, okay (okay, okay, okay) We are one and the same Oh, you take all of the pain away, away, away (away, away, away) Save me if I become my demons I cannot stop this sickness taking over It takes control and drags me into nowhere I need your help, I can’t fight this forever I know you’re watching, I can feel you out there Take me high and I’ll sing Oh, you make everything okay, okay, okay (okay, okay, okay) We are one and the same Oh, you take all of the pain away, away, away (away, away, away) Save me if I become my demons Take me over the walls below Fly forever, don’t let me go I need a savior to heal my pain When I become my worst enemy The enemy Take me high and I’ll sing You make everything okay We are one and the same You take all of the pain away Take me high and I’ll sing Oh, you make everything okay, okay, okay (okay, okay, okay) We are one and the same Oh, you take all of the pain away, away, away (away, away, away) Save me if I become my demons Take me high and I’ll sing Oh, you make everything (my demons) okay, okay, okay (okay, okay, okay, my demons) We are one and the same Oh, you take all of the pain (my demons) away, away, away (away, away, away, my demons) Save me if I become my demons
My 2 Cents –
My demons here lately are loud…and I end up feeling like I am constantly at war. Whilst I war within I might seem strange and distant…I am not, and I apologize if it seems that way. This is just how I fight this war.
[Verse 1] Crawl out of the hole you’re in Who you are is not who you’ve been Now’s the time to sink or swim Will you fight the tide or get lost within? And I know you’re feeling low Feel like you’ve lost control But the darkness that you know It’s not your home and you’re not alone
[Chorus] And all you’ve wanted Was just so much more This world has taken a hold Don’t let ’em get your soul The silence, you feel it Cold as a winter storm This world has taken a hold Don’t let ’em get your soul
[Verse 2] Iron bars are hell to break Tell me now, do you know what’s at stake? Your whole life in a blank stare haze You walk around like the end of days And I know you’re feeling low Feel like you’ve lost control But the darkness that you know It’s not your home and you’re not alone
[Chorus] And all you’ve wanted Was just so much more This world has taken a hold Don’t let ’em get your soul The silence, you feel it Cold as a winter storm This world has taken a hold Don’t let ’em get your soul
[Bridge] I’m callin’ out to you Can you hear me? They can’t break you down Let you hit the ground I promise you it won’t be long (Won’t be long) You’re feeling overwhelmed here Drowned by the pain and the fear The sun will come with the dawn
[Chorus] All you’ve wanted Was just so much more This world has taken a hold Don’t let ’em get your soul The silence, you feel it Cold as a winter storm This world has taken a hold Don’t let ’em get your soul Get your soul
My 2 Cents –
The problem with times when my poetry flows more…my emotions feel closer to the surface. I have been writing a lot of poetry for the last few days…and it means that my music is a wee bit melancholy. This is the most positive thing I could find in what I have been listening to. As my music tastes are all over the place…I try to use music here that I can actually have something to say about – or that is a feel good piece. This is a bit of both. Remember you are important whether you feel it or not.
Since I was 17 I’ve always hated my body And it feels like my body’s hated me Can somebody find me a pill To make me un-afraid of me?
Seen every therapist, but I’m a cynical bitch Don’t like to talk about my feelings I take another hit, I find another fake fix ‘Cause it’s easier than healing
I don’t wanna be this way forever Keep telling myself that I’ll get better Every time I try, I always stop me Maybe I’m just scared to be happy
Since I was 22 I’ve been with somebody who loves me And I’ve been tryna believe it’s true But my head always messes up my heart No matter what I do
Seen every therapist, but I’m a cynical bitch Don’t like to talk about my feelings I take another sip, I swear it’s my last fix ‘Cause it’s easier than healing
‘Cause I don’t wanna be this way forever Keep telling myself that I’ll get better Every time I try, I always stop me Maybe I’m just scared to be happy I don’t wanna be this way forever Keep telling myself that I’ll get better Every time I try, I always stop me Maybe I’m just scared to be happy
Maybe I’m just scared to be happy Maybe I’m just scared to be happy
I’m so scared of having something to lose I’m scared of being somebody new I’m so scared of all them seeing the truth ‘Cause right now I’ve got nothing
But I don’t wanna be this way forever Keep telling myself that I’ll get better Every time I try, I always stop me Maybe I’m just scared to be happy
Maybe I’m just scared to be happy (Maybe, yeah) Maybe I’m, I’m scared to be happy
My 2 Cents –
This song has been haunting my playlist consistently for the last month. I wonder if the universe has been dropping me a hint.
He was a- Ya know it He was a- I was walking down the street When out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approaching me She said, I’ve never seen a man Who looks so all alone Uh, could you use a little company? If you pay the right price Your evening will be nice And you can go and send me on my way I said, “You’re such a sweet young thing Why’d you do this to yourself?” She looked at me and this is what she said “Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked Money don’t grow on trees I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed There ain’t nothing in this world for free I know I can’t slow down I can’t hold back Though you know I wish I could Oh, no there ain’t no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good” Not even 15 minutes later I’m still walking down the street When I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight And then he swept up from behind He put a gun up to my head He made it clear he wasn’t looking for a fight He said, “Give me all you’ve got I want your money not your life But if you try to make a move, I won’t think twice” I told him, “You can have my cash But first you know I got to ask What made you want to live this kind of life?” He said, “There ain’t no rest for the wicked Money don’t grow on trees I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed There ain’t nothing in this world for free I know I can’t slow down I can’t hold back Though you know, I wish I could Oh no there ain’t no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good” Yeah You know it He was a- You know it He was a- Well, now a couple hours passed And I was sitting at my house The day was winding down and coming to an end And so I turned on the TV And flipped it over to the news And what I saw I almost couldn’t comprehend I saw a preacher man in cuffs He’d taken money from the church He’d stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills But even still I can’t say much Because I know we’re all the same Oh yes, we all seek out to satisfy those thr byills You know there ain’t no rest for the wicked Money don’t grow on trees We got bills to pay We got mouths to feed There ain’t nothing in this world for free I know we can’t slow down We can’t hold back, though you know, we wish we could Oh no, there ain’t no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good
My 2 Cents –
This week was a headache day for me on schedule day. So I chose an upbeat song.
If I had only known the last time would be the last time I would’ve put off all the things I had to do I would’ve stayed a little longer, held on a little tighter Now what I’d give for one more day with you ‘Cause there’s a wound here in my heart where something’s missing And they tell me that it’s gonna heal with time But I know you’re in a place where all your wounds have been erased And knowing yours are healed is healing mine The only scars in Heaven, they won’t belong to me and you There’ll be no such thing as broken, and all the old will be made new And the thought that makes me smile now, even as the tears fall down Is that the only scars in Heaven are on the hands that hold you now I know the road you walked was anything but easy You picked up your share of scars along the way Oh, but now you’re standing in the sun, you’ve fought your fight and your race is run The pain is all a million miles away The only scars in Heaven, they won’t belong to me and you There’ll be no such thing as broken, and all the old will be made new And the thought that makes me smile now, even as the tears fall down Is that the only scars in Heaven, yeah, are on the hands that hold you now Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, for the hands that hold you now There’s not a day goes by that I don’t see you You live on in all the better parts of me Until I’m standing with you in the sun, I’ll fight this fight and this race I’ll run Until I finally see what you can see, oh-oh The only scars in Heaven, they won’t belong to me and you There’ll be no such thing as broken, and all the old will be made new And the thought that makes me smile now, even as the tears fall down Is that the only scars in Heaven are on the hands that hold you now
My 2 Cents –
This is the second time I am posting a grief song. This one is based on my daughter’s pet chicken. She went to sleep and didn’t wake up. Poor baby. So this has been a long weekend.
Yeah she’s my favorite Batman villain. But is she really a villain? or more of an anti-hero?
It really depends much on point of view. The problem is always POV.
For Harley. She is the Main character.
For Bruce Wayne, He is.
And realistically the same is true in any story. If you pick up a book and look at it from another character’s view…that character is not going to see themselves as a secondary character. Would you? If say you were in the DC Universe and hanging around the Daily Planet…would you see yourself as a extra in the story? No! So, from your POV you are the main character.
Harley would not see herself as a villain…
She is crazy, but not entirely without a idea of right and wrong. I believe she would see herself more as an antihero or as someone with a really nasty case of bad luck.
Which opens up so many options for the character in storylines.
I think sometimes just understanding the POV helps us to understand and perhaps flesh out the characters we write better. I think it also helps us empathize better with fictional characters on a different level as well.
There’s a war inside my head Sometimes I wish that I was dead, I’m broken So I call this therapist And she said girl you can’t be fixed just take this
I’m tired of tryin’ to be normal I’m always overthinking I’m driving myself crazy So what if I’m fucking crazy
And I don’t need your quick fix I don’t want your prescriptions Just ’cause you say I’m crazy So what if I’m fucking crazy Yeah, I’m gonna show you
Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath Yeah, I’m gonna show you I’m gonna show you Yeah, I’m gonna show you
Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane Yeah, I’m gonna show you I’m gonna show you Yeah, I’m gonna show you
I’ve been searching city streets Trying to find the missing piece like you said And I searched hard only to find There’s not a single thing that’s wrong with my mind
Yeah, I’m tired of tryin’ to be normal I’m always over thinking I’m driving myself crazy So what if I’m fucking crazy
And I don’t need your quick fix I don’t want your prescriptions Just ’cause you say I’m crazy So what if I’m fucking crazy I’m gonna show you
Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath Yeah, I’m gonna show you I’m gonna show you Yeah, I’m gonna show you
Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane Yeah, I’m gonna show you I’m gonna show you I’m gonna show you
Crazy, crazy Yeah, I’m gonna show you Crazy, crazy Yeah I’m gonna show you Crazy, crazy yeah
I’m tired of trying to be normal I’m driving myself crazy
And I don’t need your quick fix I don’t want your prescriptions Just ’cause you say I’m crazy So what if I’m fucking crazy Yeah, I’m gonna show you
Loco, maniac, sick bitch, psychopath Yeah, I’m gonna show you I’m gonna show you Yeah, I’m gonna show you
Mental out my brain, bad shit go insane Yeah, I’m gonna show you I’m gonna show you Yeah, I’m gonna show you
My 2 Cents –
For me today is Sunday. I always schedule the blog when I can on Sunday. Yesterday Arleen Sorkin passed away. Now I doubt that name will mean much to some of you. She was an amazing voice actor. One of the many that brought my favorite Batman villain to life. The first to do so. This song always makes me think of Harley Quinn. So, I am posting it with the wish that whatever her afterlife is be blessed.
Welcome to the city of lies Where everything’s got a price It’s gonna be in your favorite place You can be a movie star And get everything you want Just put some plastic on your face This place is a circus, you just see the surface They cover shit under the rug You can’t see they’re faking, they’ll never be naked Just fill your drink with tonic gin, this is the American dream, so Sip the gossip, drink ’til you choke Sip the gossip, burn down your throat You’re not iconic, you are just like them all Don’t act like you don’t know, so Sip the gossip, drink ’til you choke Sip the gossip, burn down your throat You’re not iconic, you are just like them all Don’t act like you don’t know Keep drinking and acting cool Don’t care if your day is blue Nobody loves a gloomy face, just Take your pills and dance all night Don’t think at all, that’s the advice So c’mon, let’s try, it’s just a taste This place is a circus, you just see the surface They cover shit under the rug You can’t see they’re faking, they’ll never be naked Just fill your drink with tonic gin, this is the American dream, so Sip the gossip, drink ’til you choke Sip the gossip, burn down your throat You’re not iconic, you are just like them all Don’t act like you don’t know, so Sip the gossip, drink ’til you choke Sip the gossip, burn down your throat You’re not iconic, you are just like them all Don’t act like you don’t know So sip the gossip, drink ’til you choke Sip the gossip, burn down your throat You’re not iconic, you are just like them all Don’t act like you don’t know
My 2 Cents –
Gossip is a drug to some. A festering need. It is never truth. It doesn’t fulfill any actual place in society. If you hear anything about me – ask me. I will always tell you what the truth is… you might be surprised at the little amount of truth gossip holds.
If I could build a fire and burn down my life That would be the one thing I got right ‘Cause I’m haunted by a shadow that I can’t escape See it in the mirror right behind my face I could build a fire and burn down my life Lately I could kill to be someone else I wanna ghost myself Try to stick it out but nothing helps I wanna ghost myself I’m a freak, I’m a liar Cut me out like a virus, oh I wanna ghost myself I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna ghost myself Think I’ll take my heart and throw it off a cliff Yeah I got a feeling that it won’t be missed Let my body and my mind disintegrate I don’t want you to see me this way Think I’ll take my heart and throw it off a cliff Lately I could kill to be someone else I wanna ghost myself Try to stick it out but nothing helps I wanna ghost myself I’m a freak, I’m a liar Cut me out like a virus, oh I wanna ghost myself If I could do it all over I’d do it right Cut loose all of the innocence If I could do it all over I’d do it right Kill the stereotype And start it all again Think I’ll take your heart and throw it off a cliff Lately I could kill to be someone else I wanna ghost myself Try to stick it out but nothing helps I wanna ghost myself I’m a freak, I’m a liar Cut me out like a virus, oh I wanna ghost myself I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna I wanna ghost myself
My 2 Cents –
Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone has regrets. Going back to redo your life…as good as it sounds… you can’t have the good you have without the bad you went through. But there are days. So, On those days… Let us Rock.