Tarby - Born Cross Eyed (Demo) |
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Description: HOLY SHIT, PONY STUFF? Not inspired by the BS that happened around Derpy - sadly an unfortunate coincidence - i had been writing this since Balloon Party registration had begun, along side Rejected, and rejected ended up being the one I focused on the most. This song ended up evolving in to something not soft enough (in my mind) for BP, so I started moving away from the "THIS HARD" mentality. I've had a headcannon about derpy for a while, and conveyed a little bit of it through this song. This song really had nothing to do with the whole derpy fiasco except for (in)convenient timing. Really, it's not me expressing opinions about either side, just a story/idea that played in my head about her. If i start getting hate for it being a derpy song, I'm just gonna disable comments xD simply as that, but I've yet to really get any negative reaction from anything i've put out, so i'm hoping that you guys won't get butthurt about this. Art by http://fiasko0.deviantart.com/ Picture Download: http://dl.dropbox.com/u/36490523/Derp2.png Soundcloud link/download: http://soundcloud.com/tarbyrocks/born-cross-eyed And yes, i know the vocals are soft; I can't mix for shit, though I think i'm getting better. I need a better compressor, though. EQD: http://www.equestriadaily.com/2012/03/vocal-music-born-cross-eyed-vers-les.html Lyrics: Job at 6, woke up at seven Brush your hair, take to the heavens Stressed enough, they're giving bullshit Had enough, Don't wanna do it But with luck, you're gonna make it Through the day, just gotta fake it Smile and nod, comments aplenty View the clock, just seven twenty Laughter drifts in from the distance Shake your head, can't tell the difference Is it you they find amusing? Suck it up - they'll keep abusing Half past eight, time to deliver Cross the road, head to the river Trip and fall, drenched and discarded Just 'cause they say you're retarded Brushing off, sun's getting hidden Overcast - feeling forbidden Starts to rain, figures you're out there Such a pain, no help - they don't care Run down home, job that you're stuck with Feeding then choking on life's pith Cough it up, No time to reason Here you are, stuck in a season Cold and damp, no light is coming Stick around - no point in running Close your eyes, taking in this moment Close your eyes, let it slip away Can you see the world like I do? Can you Smile away the pain Can you feel the wind blowing cold Can you smell the coming rain Heaven sent, born with affliction Mom and dad wrought with addiction No remorse, they all deserved it Fallen down, till fate had served it Shed a tear, brush it away, then Look ahead, end of the day, it's Time to move, time now to focus Tripped again - nobody noticed Shake it off, brushing yourself down Spread your wings, time to go downtown One more route, then you'll be free to Start again, be who you'll be, yeah Hear the taunts, always parading Down the street, never evading Bow your head, feel unworthy Never could see what they all see Close your bag, nothing is in there like your head - you're going nowhere Dead end job got out of pity deep inside, still feel shitty One o'clock, worktime is ending Heading home, no more defending Afternoon spent in your bedroom Insecure from all you assume All your life, no life was coming Still you feel no point in running Close your eyes, make this your moment Close your eyes, let it slip away Can you see the world like I do? Can you be all that you can? Can you feel the chilling winter? Can you say "That's who I am"? It's all inside These feelings I try to hide Giving up just isn't a choice I've got to find myself, i need to find my voice. Can you see the world like I do? Can you be all that you can? Can you feel the chilling winter's air? Can you say "That's who I am"? (choir "Hey ya, hey ya hey ya, hey ya hey ya, hey ya hey" x3, then: You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky, Even when they make you cry, you can always touch the sky) Life is getting better, every day I make my rounds Smile at the ghosties, as i make it through the town Feel the weight is lifting as the sun is going down You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky Even if they make you cry, you can always touch the sky Changing situations, and a shift in daily pace Things are getting better, no more fears i need to chase Knowing they're accepting, even though they could erase You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky Even if they make you cry, you can always touch the sky Now the sun is setting, and I feel my time is through Though the weight has lifted, there is little I can do So i'll just accept it, and I hope that you will, too You can make it if you try, you can always touch the sky Even if they make you cry, you can always touch the sky... |
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