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Sean Shamrock


Who gives a shot anymore my stories suck and none of them are good, not to mention I have no reason to call myself an author or writer

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Feb
24th
2016

Lyrics that Explain my Life #2 · 7:37am Feb 24th, 2016

My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te
Make me your radio
And turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo

Gym Class Heroes baby!
If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
If I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like yea [scratched], check it Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
I used to used to used to, now I'm over that
'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts

If I could only find a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you

[Chorus:]
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te
Make me your radio
And turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh to sing along to my stereo


Let's go!
If I was an old-school fifty pound boombox (remember them?)
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops (turn it up)
And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
When you have to purchase mad D batteries
Appreciate every mixtape your friends make
You never know we come and go like on the interstate

I think I finally found a note to make you understand
If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand
Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune
You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you

[Chorus:]
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every no-o-o-te
Make me your radio
Turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh to sing along to my stereo

[Bridge:]
I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me)
Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)
I take your hand and hold it closer to mine
Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind

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Comments ( 6 )

Heh

Here is mine:

Our mother made us into swimmers.
She threw her babes into this river,
Full of mud and dense with weeds, a century of odd debris,
We learned to fight and learned to love—

Our breaths were short we shared them with our brothers.
We learned new games under the covers,
How to laugh and how to grieve,
We learned to trust, we learned to leave.
We found this water's deeper than we—
Guessed we had learned enough ways to love,
Still I don't know mother who we are.

Our minds were sharp, our bodies burning,
We gave ourselves over to learning.
How to break and how to give,
Betrayal taught us to forgive,
We stretched and soaked up everything—

They taught us well, we were first in our classes,
We learned to see through many glasses,
How to sink and how to fly,
We learned to watch each other die
My God, this course is harder than we—
Thought we had learned enough ways to love,
Still I don't know mother where we are.
We thought we were walking the way to love.

Our mother made us into swimmers,
She threw us straight into the river.
Our minds were sharp, our bodies burning,
We threw ourselves into our learning
Dear God, this current's stronger than we—
Thought we had learned enough ways to love
Still I don't know mother who you are.
I thought I was well on my way to love.

How about something more rock oriented?
:ajsmug:

I've seen the end ahead
But I still keep marching on
Nowhere to go but off the edge
All sense we had is gone
We do just what we are told
No matter what's been done
No consequence, no aftermath
No tell of what's to come

We march along
Don't care who's wrong
We still stand strong
And keep marching on
Although we're one
Under the gun
While you're at home
We march alone

Ska Punk perhaps?

There's a devil outside of your window
And it's waiting for a piece of you
And you're just so beaten down these days
There's nothing that you can do

Well as soon as the sun will shine again
While the night just begs for more
Your purgatory waits for you
When you walk outside that door

While the dead pasts by on the sidewalk
As hollow as they come
And I cannot see a sign of light
When cornered where they're from

When they seem so unaffected
By these streets that flow with pain
There's no love on our way
And I know I feel the same

Lay your head down
Lay your head down
Lay your head down
Lay your head down

There's an angel next door in the ballroom
Arms open full of grace
Well I did detect strong spirits there
In my glass I found the same

Well the world don't seem so bad no more
When you're basking in her light
For a moment we are living
While the dead can't stay outside

Well I'm just hooked on a feeling
I'm flying on the wings of escape
While the neon lights protect me
While reality's kept at bay

Well I hope to just don't matter
when there's angels in your eyes
I belong and feel needed
In a world that's filled with lies

Lay your head down
Lay your head down
Lay your head down
Lay your head down

:rainbowwild:

3800584 Bro check out my new lyricd i just posted. Theis song is ripe for punk or metal.

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