forum Dying! At the dinner table. BAND MEMBERS ONLY!
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Whenever I sing the first line my brain automatically makes it into that one kids song about eating apples and bananas XD Idk why

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Is it ok if we can edit the lyrics because its not really flowing correctly?

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I'll be off and on today. I have a lot of quizzes and tests, then all county practice after school.

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Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo want to help me with editing the lyrics?

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But its bothering me how its not flowing SO Much like FLOW!

Deleted user

Wait can you rephrase that because I don't understand what you are saying?

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Alright first buisness…………..THE LYRICS

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No matter what beat I use, it's not flowing very good and I think we can do better.

Deleted user

Okay, so here is all the song we have written so far, correct me if the placing is wrong:

"I'm Hungry" by Dying! At the Dinner Table

All I want to do is eat, eat, eat,
But then I choke on my asparagus
Eat, eat, eat
But I don't like asparagus.

Why, why must you torture me,
when all i wanna do is eat cake.

Do I even know how to bake cake?
I don't know how to bake cake
I should learn how to bake cake
Today

I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND WHAT I WANT
I CHECK THE CUPBOARDS AGAIN
THERE'S NOTHING TO FLAUNT
IT'S ALL THE SAME AS IT WAS BEFORE
I GROAN TO MYSELF AS I SLAM THE DOOR

MY STOMACH RUMBLES AS I LOOK AT THE TABLE,
NO CAKE TO EAT, ONLY ASPARAGUS!
I'M HUNGRY
AND THERE'S NOTHING TO EAT
I'M HUNGRY
THERE IS NO CAKE TO EAT

I BANG THE TABLE AND SIGH IN DEFEAT
WHY CAN'T I FIND SOMETHING GOOD TO EAT?
ASPARAGUS SEEMS TO BE MY FATE
IT'S THE ONLY THING THAT IS LEFT ON MY PLATE

I GRIT MY TEETH
PREPARE MYSELF
I FEEL THE URGE TO RESTOCK THE SHELF
I REMIND MYSELF IF I STRAY
THERE WOULD BE NO WAY TO PAY

drum solo

EAT IT
MY MIND COMMANDS ME NOW
I CROSS MY ARMS AND FURROW MY BROW

somehow creates music using mashed potatoes
mostly sounding like this: plop plop plippity plop

I WILL NOT TAKE THE SMALL GREEN STICK
IT'S MUCH TOO TOUGH AND THE SKIN IS THICK

I looked at my plate of food, so far away, why can't I touch it,
why can't I taste it? My stomach aches as I look at it, drool hanging from my mouth,
it seems like my world is fading as I see it. I can't go.
I'm sitting there hanging to my chains (chains, chains.)
Watching as my world fades (fades, fades)
My hunger will not obey (obey, obey.)
Theres only ONE thing to say

I'm hungry.

Yeah, I can't deny it
Even if I tried to fight it
I sat through class
through thick and thin
Ignoring the complaints within
I tell myself I can move on
But my stomach groans from dusk till dawn.

The beginning part up to Today.