Bigwon
New member
hiya folks! new track with EX111 on the beat.
Instrumental by: Eternal 13
www.eternalxiii.newgrounds.com/
Lyrics, and Vocals by: R&W
www.myspace.com/rnwmusic
Links:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=566397&songID=10002158
or
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/383693
Lyrics:
feel my wrinkled skin, my heart beat dwindling
hard to be a gentlemen, listening to fiddle strings
my candle trembling to nimble of winds
as i skip pebbles in my gentle of spring
settling in to unsettling things i fill the glass
farfetch my hardships as it stills to black
set sail, relapse under my blue moonlight
pitch the ale, relax my noon's through the night
weather the storm with liquor and song
whether it form's my liver to stone
never conform to there unstrange ways
as some stay the same, they complain my days
away as i trought through this tunnel alone
obvious a costly jest for this humble aboad
but she's just the loveliest, a shot worth taking
if not for a loved one then for a loss of the aching
i write these bottled letters
from the eye of this sea
read my novel jestures
that lies upon that beach
for life's long journey
i uncork the top and sail away
till that golden shore hails me mate
i'll tell you my tales today
i find my life with no point, so disregard a sentence
i'd give it up in a second, but i'd disembark from repentance
once more so that i could rip apart my sentience
the bitter taste sweetening this thoughts presence
as the bitter clock treads on my precious nervana
i give up a pit of paranhas that pestures my karma
from this lack of a sun, within this young night
wishing it forever young, given this one sight
then on my ass i fall, chucked out a side door
feel i couldn't give a **** about life no more
once repression of the choices i should've made
another two six never mind what i could of ate
within a hole, the time swallows me whole
like my bottle as i can't find a call to heed to
a struggle that bleeds through my bottle that's see through
and on the brink of passing i trouble to see you
i write these bottled letters
from the eye of this sea
read my novel jestures
that lies upon that beach
for life's long journey
i uncork the top and sail away
till that golden shore hails me mate
i'll tell you my tales today
Instrumental by: Eternal 13
www.eternalxiii.newgrounds.com/
Lyrics, and Vocals by: R&W
www.myspace.com/rnwmusic
Links:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=566397&songID=10002158
or
http://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/383693
Lyrics:
feel my wrinkled skin, my heart beat dwindling
hard to be a gentlemen, listening to fiddle strings
my candle trembling to nimble of winds
as i skip pebbles in my gentle of spring
settling in to unsettling things i fill the glass
farfetch my hardships as it stills to black
set sail, relapse under my blue moonlight
pitch the ale, relax my noon's through the night
weather the storm with liquor and song
whether it form's my liver to stone
never conform to there unstrange ways
as some stay the same, they complain my days
away as i trought through this tunnel alone
obvious a costly jest for this humble aboad
but she's just the loveliest, a shot worth taking
if not for a loved one then for a loss of the aching
i write these bottled letters
from the eye of this sea
read my novel jestures
that lies upon that beach
for life's long journey
i uncork the top and sail away
till that golden shore hails me mate
i'll tell you my tales today
i find my life with no point, so disregard a sentence
i'd give it up in a second, but i'd disembark from repentance
once more so that i could rip apart my sentience
the bitter taste sweetening this thoughts presence
as the bitter clock treads on my precious nervana
i give up a pit of paranhas that pestures my karma
from this lack of a sun, within this young night
wishing it forever young, given this one sight
then on my ass i fall, chucked out a side door
feel i couldn't give a **** about life no more
once repression of the choices i should've made
another two six never mind what i could of ate
within a hole, the time swallows me whole
like my bottle as i can't find a call to heed to
a struggle that bleeds through my bottle that's see through
and on the brink of passing i trouble to see you
i write these bottled letters
from the eye of this sea
read my novel jestures
that lies upon that beach
for life's long journey
i uncork the top and sail away
till that golden shore hails me mate
i'll tell you my tales today