Monday, May 21, 2012

Kill Me In The Record Shop (Love Me Till I'm Dead)


(Chorus)
Kill me in the record shop
Kiss me, baby, till I’m dead
Cause you’re everything I need
Everything I could ever want
Even though you’re just a dirty pop chick
And I’m a punk rock kid
Tell me what’s the difference?
Cause I don’t see one
Just kill me in the record shop
Love me till I’m dead!

(Verse1)
Drop the beat now
Bring in that bass line tight
I’ll bring my guitar
You just bring who you are
We’ll have the time of our lives
We’ll bring this roof on down
Who’s gonna stop us
From breaking in this record shop
It’s just another love story
Gone just a little bit crazy

(Verse2)
Take my hand come dance with me
We’ll make this our song
Won’t let anyone bring us down
Cause we broke in this record shop
We might as well make the best of it
Cause it’s just you and me
No one else in this room tonight
Just don’t you dare say goodbye

(Bridge)
We’re goin a little bit crazy
On another love story
But that is just who are
The kids unknown
Baby, we’re the kids in love

©2012 All Rights Reserved Ryne Neal.

Friday, May 18, 2012

Looking For Answers


(Verse1)
We build our lives
Upon lies
Thinking we’d learn to cope
But we’re only
Fooling ourselves
Falling behind
We’re just stuck in the past
Having an identity crisis
Wondering what the hell is next

(Chorus)
And it makes me feel so fake
To say I don’t give a damn
But how am I am supposed to cope
When this world just brings
So much pain, so much hate
It leaves me broken
Without a clue or a hint
I’m still looking for the answers

(Verse2)
I never know what’s gonna happen
And I’m always on the edge of my seat
Standing here with a million and one questions, breathless
But that’s what makes this life worth everything
Or that’s just what I am told
I just wanna know what am I waiting for?

(Verse3)
I’m told home is where the heart is
But I'm still trying to find it
And it makes me nervous
Not knowing anything
But I guess I’m still working things out
I just wish it was easier than this

(Bridge/End)
We live in a place where no one belongs
Just helpless, hopeless people
Wondering around with nowhere to go
So we build our lives upon lies
Hoping to find our answers
To the millions of questions
Hiding the fact that we’re all hopelessly lost


©2012 All Rights Reserved Ryne Neal.