Music

These sable nights are getting so damn cold

I’m wide awake and feeling so alone
As the hours seize my bones
I can’t keep my eyes closed
So I take a minute just to slow it down
But phantom thoughts come up from underground

And resurface themselves
My worries and my doubts

I’m peace deprived because one senseless soul

After petty lies is still so beautiful
And the moon seems to provoke
A mess of words I should have spoke
And I’m more grieved than you could ever tell

For wasting pennies on a wishing well

When I could be rich by now
And time’s too brisk to count

Well I’d give anything to fall asleep tonight

Just for a couple hours to flee my lethal mind

But even dreaming feels
Way too real
I think too much

I start to feel that maybe I’m okay

Then I’m corrupted by the thought of change

And what agony it is
To hate someone you miss
But all these scars will turn to tales of pride

When all the bleeding finally subsides I’m apathetic and tired
Of being afraid to feel desire

Well I’d give anything to fall asleep tonight

Just for a couple hours to flee my lethal mind

But even dreaming feels
Way too real
I think too much

And I crave that morning birds song

That claims that this night’s long gone

Cause I feel helpless and abandoned

Forsaken, empty-handed
I’m paralyzed by
This ache for sunrise

Ever think the stars are broken dreams

Past mistakes and opportunities

That we let slip away

Capsized by the day

Oh I’d give anything to fall asleep tonight

Just for a couple hours to flee my lethal mind

But even dreaming feels
Way too real
I think too much

©Emily May Desmond 2012

Well I won’t lie it's irritating, truly devastating
To witness this society's fatal crash
All interaction is devoured, every minute, every hour
Spent staring at a pricey piece of glass
I know your plans, what you ate, what you wore, I know your face

And every thought sent to that bluebird of destruction
But if in person I ran into you, I wouldn't have the slightest clue

Solitude's a victim of corruption

Whoa oh oh oh
Would someone save our souls?

Whoa oh oh oh
This is #outofcontrol

Relationships obsessive
Texting back and forth excessively
You don't even get a chance to try and miss them

Cause trust is hypothetical
We're easily susceptible
We can edit what we say before we send
But where's the laughing and the dancing
Blasting love songs in the kitchen
Instead of grinding on some stranger in a club?
Back when women were “respectable”, "turn up" was a vegetable
And people weren't afraid to fall in love

"Too skinny; too fat; nice rolls, can't wear that; big thighs; no ass; flat chest"

Images created, tabloids so damn fixated
On their faultless, airbrush-finished marionettes

Whoa oh oh oh
Would someone save our souls?

Whoa oh oh oh
This is #outofcontrol

And I know I sound hypocritical right now
But I’ll fully admit that I am brainwashed as well

‘Cause I wake up and check my feed
I let “likes” affect my self esteem
And I find myself wishing the mirror were lying to me

But I can’t stand the pictures I’ve been seeing
Status updates I’ve been reading
The moronic rants and cyber-bullying
Abusing people just for fun
It’s easy to degrade someone
When protected by some miles and a screen
But this obstruction of equality, racial slurs, and animosity

If I see “homophobe” again I might explode

There’s nothing that’s unjust about
Marrying who you love, by now
The pursuit of happiness should be condoned

Whoa oh oh oh
Would someone save our souls?

Whoa oh oh oh
This is #outofcontrol

©Emily May Desmond 2014

Her wide eyes alive, the young sunlight blankets her bed

On her shelf sits a jar of the rapture she fears she’ll forget

On the pavement she treads on the jaws that will drop at her sight
But she’s humble, and taken by a man who knows luck’s on his side

but she sees impurity
she’s held together by teeth
inside she fights the fiends that she hides

while I always wished that I could be stunning and heavenly
more like Molly
Molly

Her spirit is armored from the counterfeit crowds she sees through

On one hand she can name all the ones that she swears to be true

Pound for pound in any ring, she is fighting with heart and aggression

She’s a quiet assassin, misjudged by dimensions and discretion

but she sees the peril of words

Avoids discomfort
her toughest competitor was always her

while I always wished I could be smart and resilient
more like Molly
Molly

If only people knew Molly the way that I do

Her most beautiful qualities are the ones that nobody sees

Her laugh is contagious illuminating every shadow sunk face
Her eyes a mosaic of every deep scar and mortal crusade

She is dripping with passion when she speaks of the minds that she molds

But she herself falls behind because heavy is a heart of pure gold

And when she turns out the lights at night

She’ll quietly cry in spite
of the future lives of the ones that she loves

while I always wished that I could be
selfless and benevolent more like Molly

Molly
Molly
Molly

©Emily May Desmond 2014

I knew you’d be here

I thought I’d prepare

To turn you away

And avoid more mistakes

Because we’ve made enough

Since we fell out of love

But then we start sipping

Laughing, dancing

We sit and we chat

Taking shots at the past

Until we forget that

Things had ended bad

I know what you’re doing

But not what I’m saying

Cause I know that last call

Will be your last

Cause you only want me when you’re drunk

I only hate you when I’m sober

Wasted nights for wasted time

Pretending that this isn’t over

But if you keep looking at me like that

Then keep in touch with your friend Jack

And keep on filling up my cup

C’mon and drink up

My hands on your waist

Yours on my back

I can’t feel my legs

And I’m biting my lip

As your words tease my neck

I want all of this back

So I taste that whiskey

On your lips

It’s aged like desire

I’ve had to do this

For two years now

Has it been two years now?

Cause this feels like old times

And you’re looking damn fine

But any minute now

You’ll be Cashin out

Cause you only want me when you’re drunk

I only hate you when I’m sober

Wasted nights for wasted time

Pretending that this isn’t over

But if you keep looking at me like that

Then keep in touch with your friend Jack

And keep on filling up my cup

C’mon and drink up

We cannot make this work

If it takes some numbing

For you to see my worth

We can’t make it right

But baby, we can try

To make this last night

One hell of a good time

Cause you only want me when you’re drunk

I only hate you when I’m sober

Wasted nights for wasted time

Pretending that this isn’t over

But if you keep looking at me like that

Then keep in touch with your friend Jack

And keep on filling up my cup

C’mon and drink up

I woke from a dream
to hiatus and debris
and six swords set aflame that I can't explain
and the wind it screeched
as if reality was skating figure eights
on the glass of my window pane

gripping the scripture, stripping the pictures

collapsing on the floor, lapsing with the world
I'm burdened by the thought

that everything is my fault

I'm the corpse of the girl you once adored

And I wish I didn't crave your touch

or see your face so much
in these streets
or hear you whisper in my ear
as I lay here praying for sleep

because like a doll of porcelain
I sat and watched you change

and now I wish that we were strangers

but then again, we are

I struck all my matches don't you see the calluses

from the friction on my skin, reigniting in the wind

reverie is a mirage and loneliness is sabotage

but I can't help the sore chagrin

you ruined everything

I wish I didn't crave your touch
or see your face so much
in these streets
or hear you whisper in my ear
as I lay here praying for sleep

because like a doll of porcelain
I sat and watched you change

and now I wish that we were strangers

cause I'm going insane
I hate the sound of your name

it's like bitter venom
just sitting on my tongue
I don't want to love again
cause this song was never meant to be sung
and I wish I didn't crave your touch or see your face so much
in these streets
or hear you whisper in my ear
as I lay here praying for sleep because like a doll of porcelain
I sat and watched you change and now I wish that we were strangers but then again, we are
we are strangers.

I should have taken flight from the colder skies

Like the rational birds
With my throat wound tight
I tried to stitch up our lesions with words
I sat there breaking, just waiting
For you to finally turn into a man
Watching plans of a vivid life
Slip right through our jaded hands
You're walking imperfection, riddled with inconsistency

So how is it that you're still flawless to me?

Sparring with your shadow
Confused by which arrow points to truth

When you realize you still have time
To make mistakes and blame them on your youth

But this j’amais vu, this thought of losing you
Has me afraid to fall asleep
And I’m kissing the ground where we lay
Every time yesterday came in with the breeze

I’m selling bits of my soul to try to make you happy
So how is it that you're still flawless to me?

And our candle, my dear
Is burning clear at both ends tonight
And though its darkness I fear
I can't stand to bear your synthetic light

Don't do that to me
If I can't be everything you want
Save the excuse
The bottom line is you don't hurt someone you love

But these things are never as simple as they seem

Beause somehow you are still flawless to me

LYRIC LIBRARY

ACHE FOR SUNRISE

VIRTUAL REALITY (#OUTOFCONTROL)

MOLLY

YOU ONLY WANT ME WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK

STRANGERS

FLAWLESS

YOUTUBE

LYRIC LIBRARY

ACHE FOR SUNRISE

VIRTUAL REALITY (#OUTOFCONTROL)

MOLLY

YOU ONLY WANT ME WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK

STRANGERS

​FLAWLESS

YOUTUBE​​

FLAWLESS

YOUTUBE