forum Any Songwriters?
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@PuffPoff

hey guys guess who's trying to write a musical but found out that I use the same four rhythms and chord progressions in every song I write

@PuffPoff

That's a good question
I keep changing up the plot to the point where I'm back to square one and there's no plot anymore

@PuffPoff

Nah
I'm trying not to focus too much on it because I have a lot of other stuff to be working on, I just wanted to join this discussion and see what other people were doing so I could hopefully inspire myself.

@Bandito

Mashed Potatoes

An echo of an echo
Keeps reaching my ears
The screams of the children
Grow louder than my fears
The phantom of their daydreams
Still filter through our cheers
A pale and freezing hand
Wipes away no one’s tears

When locked in internal debate
Don’t try to see their side
Infection tries to penetrate
The warmer, innocent minds
When trying to concentrate
Always, always try
To never want to imitate
The humans over the line

Instead of sleeping peacefully
I’ll lie awake in carnation red
The melody in the harmony
Doesn’t want to die
The struggle, and the bravery!
Of shredded, clouded souls
I love, but hate humanity
When it comes to killing dead

Mud, and rocks, and leaves, and sticks
That’s all it ever is
A timeless thing, a tockless tick
It lives inside our heads
On an other's back, the weight of bricks
Is worse than on your own
Infinite choices, but no one picks
And everything tastes like mashed potatoes

Deleted user

Funny little dance song about Jack the Ripper I wrote. Just imagine this in a country two step:

Verse:

They say there's a man called Jack the Ripper
Patrolling these Charleston streets
Preying on the innocent boys and girls
While they're fast asleep

Now ol' Jack Rip he don't scare me
No sir not one bit
'Cause I'll bust out my guitar on first sight
and make him dance the jig

Chorus:

Now I say run! Run! If you see
Ol' Jack doing the dance
'Cause when he's done and he's had his fun
that knife's back in his hand

He'll pay me fore my trouble with my life
and spare me from his knife
But that promise don't extend to you
So you better run into the night

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Well, I play guitar and bass, so I very well can make that song

@SaltyLasagna

Idk why but I designed an album cover and titled 9 songs for it
The album doesn't exist and neither does the artist and none of the songs are written lmao

Deleted user

It's an inside joke between me and Thighhigh

@croccin-champagne

Dear mom,
God it’s really been a while, hasn’t it?
Since either of us has been home.
You remember the hours I’d spend, staring up at the sparkling night sky?
And wishing to be something greater?

Oh, the stars were always calling
Oh, whispering my name
You would call me in for bed at half past ten
Five more minutes, please, I swear

Now we’re both up there among them,
Each in different ways, I’ve finally got my wish
I’m part of something bigger now

Oh, the stars were always calling
Oh, whispering my name
You would call me in for bed at half past ten
Five more minutes, please, I swear

But God, mom, all I want to do now is go home
My feet on solid ground, and the trees I used to climb
I’m dreaming of the ocean and the warm and golden sand
But most of all I’m dreaming of what it was I had

Oh, the stars were always calling
Oh, whispering my name
But now I just want to go home
Want things to be the same

Life was hard, way harder then, but it was so familiar
And, besides the hardships, the pain and yet no gain
I had people beside me, in spirit and in faith
But mom, I miss the way things were, when I controlled my fate

Oh, the stars were always calling
Oh, whispering my name
But now I just want to go home
Want things to be the same

I want to go back home
I want to feel half sane