I describe my ongoing lyrics writing projects. Where I get my ideas, how I match my words with other people's music, which little helpers I use...
they shot a missile 'cross my day
I watched my thoughts fade away
I'm hoisting up the flag of truce
though I was told there was no use
I found my lover in my bag
I pulled her out to have a shag
they took my hand, stowed it away
I've got another, so that's okay
I shake my head to get it loose
and I don't care what you deduce
some kill for bread, I kill for rhyme
it's just the way I spend my time
I have no idea what will come out of this - or not. Except that the last two lines should be placed at the end, SHOULD anything come forth. Remarkably, the first two lines were the first that came up...
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