Rock Out
We rampaged around on stage, snarling ferally between lyrics and beating our chests, while the violins and the brass kept their calm form, practically leading itself with the familiarity they had with this song.
Chapter 7- Crumble
#7 of just like you imagined a/n: the lyrics used are from modwheelmoods song madrid - changes and i did not write them! they belong to mwm! acara was lying on her bed in the tour bus. she had the top bunk on one of the roadie buses.
The Story of My Life as a Lone Wolf
It usually ends with them telling me they just dont love me.. i even got broken up with over an email with the lyrics to "two outta three aint bad".
I Lost Myself
This actually came from taking a song with cookie cutter lyrics and making it good.
FnaJ (FnaF 1 song parody)
#5 of fnaj story thanks to a few song lyric sites, otherwise this would not have turned out even this good. and thanks to the living tombstone for making his first fnaf song.
Classics
John went into a ponder over lyrics. ganta groaned and shoved him over while he thought. ganta had john pinned, but this time john didn't even move. "aww why do you gotta hate on classic rock?" "that's not the point, i hate your singing."
Boy Bands and Giant Rats
Luckily they are as bad at causing trouble as they are at making rap lyrics! as always, you guys have my love. i sent a bunch of alola's berries and beans and some recipes for them too. there's also sunglasses for junior.
Who Can Tell
Mention i'd have to actually live with hearing her in the rain, a bing crosby song, or seeing him in my character select screen, or hearing his or her favorite band in the car, that'd i'd miss my exit rummaging for napkins to wipe away the ... lyrics
A Good Enough poem for ragewolver
Of worry and fear for my life yet again am i confused by all that be my feelings for you begin to bloom hidden in my own heart yet i feel them changing the way is see you first your game where i admire your form upon the field then my gig where lyrics
The Song of the Lone Fox
Time is come now i am filled with sorrow weary eyes need resting heart has become grey and slow in waking sleep is freedom we sing, rejoice we tell the tales we laugh and cry we love one more day now i don't own the song or the lyrics
Camping
#5 of lyrics and writings. a rather long poem.
Titania's Song And Dance
The lyrics those of my original ancient, and forgotten to time enchanting language. i stop, and the wind moves in harmony around me, and flows through the trees carrying my song to your cottage.