I'm sucked down,

The computer's all shot

The thrusters not working,

And the ship's ripped up,

But i'm thinking of you, babe,

Yeah i'm thinking 'bout you.

The night before last,

My electrode you stole,

You ejected the rods,

And you tore my webs through,

But I'm thinking of you, babe,

Yeah I'm thinking 'bout you.

Now how'migonna launch ,

The invasion fleet?

How'mIgonna launch ,

The invasion fleeeeeet?!?!

The first wave of drones,

Didn't make a dent,

Those kamikaze birds,

Will come to late,

But I'm thinking of you, babe,

Yeah I'm thinking 'bout you.

You might gonna say,

I should focus my brains,

Avoid this distraction,

And let fire rain,

But I'm thinking of you, babe,

Yeah I'm thinking 'bout you.

Now how'migonna launch ,

The invasion fleet?

How'mIgonna launch ,

The invasion fleeeeeet?!?!

I stopped thinking 'bout you,

My conquest is done,

I feel much more focused,

'Cause i made me a clone

Now i think of my clone, babe,

Yeah i think of my clone...

https://youtu.be/MtmSFD-F-2s

I miss my fucking mom like I miss my fucking leg

it got cut off I'm a pirate and I'm walking on a peg

and it's really fucking weird cause we never could get close

my dad took me from

the one I needed most

I have no memories before the age of six

it's funny he always had a camera on me

but there are no pics

of me

or her

maybe just a few

and by "a few" I literally mean one more than two

My dad the one who raised me was really fucking mean

when he married my stepmom they became a team

and they had my sister and I turned really green

I was jealous and angry and I was obscene

trying to get attention any way that I could

and I always was bad cause they never noticed good

they also never noticed when I'd make my wrists bleed

or I'd take a bunch of pills and smoke a lot of weed.

They only really cared when I ever dared to disobey

in any kind of way that would make other people say

anything out of any ordinary way

when I was there I wasn't allowed to play

couldn't ever play couldn't cross the street so

I'd stay in my room and I'd use my feet

to dance in front the mirror til it was time to go to bed

and even though I had nightmares there wasn't any dread

I could sleep and sleep

never counting one sheep

just enjoying my nightmares playing on repeat

anything was better than being in that place

and I HATED THAT HOUSE

and I HATED THAT SPACE

and I HATED MY ROOM

and I HATED MY FACE

and I HATED YOU AND I HATED TIME AND SPACE

GET TOO CLOSE AND YOU'LL GET PUNCHED IN THE FACE

but then I'll show you my panties all covered with lace

I'm using Wayne's beat to write my silly song

and I know I ain't paid so I know that it's wrong

trying to fit in where I suppose I don't belong

but when it blows up

(I'm talking about my song)

getting played all the time

I hope that HE will like my rhyme

and all the baby steps the baby made without a crime

Are there any more babies out there young like me?

Still young and shit with the whole world to see?

I just want em to know they can be what they be

they are beautiful and silly

and some are funny

sad some days you're just really fucking mad

AND YOU KNOW WHAT, GIRL?

THAT DON'T MAKE YOU BAD

nothing makes you bad cause you're really good inside

so don't let the world and it's people make you hide

STAND UP STRAIGHT, CHEST OUT, CHIN UP

and then if they don't like it?

THEN YOU UPPERCUT

FUCK THIS WORLD DON'T LET IT GET YOU DOWN

ACT LIKE AN ASS

BE FORTY AND A CLOWN

cause I swear if you don't

this place'll make you drown

and I swear when you go

you'll go without a sound

Take it from a bitch

who was one to "make a block"

a bitch on her knees

butting heads with a glock

fuck that life

and fuck that strife

that fucking shit make it hard to be a wife

when you've done too much

and you've seen much more

and always are you looking

for the magic door

that'll take you away to your own paradise

I'm still trying to find mine

that would be nice

I hope you find yours

the best way you can

do it better than me and I'll always be your fan

we can choose to love

we don't have to hate

but if hates what you choose then you choose your own fate

I'm past mid-life and this is what I've found

WHAT GOES AROUND REALLY DOES COME BACK AROUND.

Lyrics that I paired up with this tune: https://musescore.com/user/28489959/scores/6140853?share=copy_link

Vagrant eyes

Watching waves rolling by their empty side

Roaring

Calling

Pleas passing by

Eyes met mine

Finding words to pass the lonely times

Glass, tins

Broken

Just like my sight

I've been lost

In this world I don't feel is my home

Sand's crawling up skin

I don't know where I've been

I'll find my way

I'll be with you someday

I've seen you smile

Our hearts are broken

Taken by surprise

I....

I made a promise

So please don't sigh

All my old ways

I ask myself to just explain

And I cry

For I can't

Understand

This strange plight

You look through me

And I wish

I see what you've seen

Take your hand in mine

And we'll both find

Our own way to live this life

My dear!

Town of tides

We have found a place to call home

Rest your eyes

And come with me

A place all on its own

Now let's call it home

-|-

Author's note: I had fun with this challenge even though the end result is somewhat iffy.

The tune is from a short game known as Town of Tides! If you have an hour to kill, I highly recommend playing it. Here's a brief synopsis: https://odencat.com/en/game/shiosai/

I want to shout.

I want to sing.

I want to hold you, love you,

do everything.

Cause I found out

that love's for real.

And it's a singful,

shoutful, powerful thing.

Verse:

Oh, yes, I tried

so many times

to work it out

with all the wrong guys.

But now it's right.

Yes, with you it's for real.

So much inside,

my head begins to reel.

(Instrumental interlude for 32 beats)

Repeat Chorus.

_______

Same, with beats notated. If the melody moves within a word, I put in a dash, for instance. This song is in the disco genre, so some notes trill repeatedly.

I want to shout. (Rest/loud instrumental beat)

I want to see - ing.

I want to hold you, love you,

do ev'rythee - ee - ee - ing.

Cause I found out (Rest/loud instrumental beat)

that love's for ree-eal.

And it's a sing-ful

Shout-ful, Pow-er-ful thing.

Oh, yes I tri-ed

so many ti- imes

to work it ou-ou-ou-out

with all the wro-ong guy-uh-uh-uys.

But now it's righ-ight.

Yes, with you it's for re-eal.

So much insi-ide,

my head begins to re-ee-ee-el.

(Instrumental interlude for 32 beats)

Repeat Chorus.

i kno u worry

’bout

ur

neighbours

’cos the sounds we make

r

outrageous

i got a crush on u

baby

i got a crush on u

baby

smells like all kinda fruit

rate the way

u

do

u

i got a crush on u

baby

i got a crush on u

baby

i don’t do trust

that

well

but i can pretend

i’m confident

in

myself

i got a crush on u

baby

i got a crush on u

baby

don’t be

mistaken

them chiefs

ain’t

got

na-thin

yeah, they might have a crush on u

but they all

dead

food

i got a crush on u

baby

i got a crush on u

baby

in time

when

this

fades

it will stay

stuck

in

ur

brain

work the whole damn line

baby

take all the damn time

baby

pillow talk

2

a new prince

share ur thoughts

ask what he thinks

but it can’t be the same

u know what i’m sayin’

as when i had a crush on u

baby

and u had a crush on me 2

baby.

Oh, where did the ghosties go?

I've been searchin' inside my soul

Oh,

I've traveled the world, near and far

Been hangin' around in forgotten graveyards

Oh, where, where where, where

did the ghosties go?

I try to cast spells

but my magic don't work

so all of these fools just think it's a quirk

My life's alright so I ain't that sad

Just mournin' the loss of the power I had

Oh, where, where where, where

did the ghosties go?

I got the spooky blues

I got the spooky blues

Dadadadada, I've got the spooky blues

Verse 1

Just joined the server and I’m already causing Havoc

Having your festival? Schlatt should have canceled it.

Cuz I won’t just kill you but your whole crowd to

Beat Tommy in the pit

Happened so fast it couldn’t be made a bit

Without an ax, I’ll crit

And I’m an anarchist

So revolution is my middle name

I’ve trained and became

The blade

I will not be tamed

Whoo

Wilbur Soot now that's my man

Blew up his entire clan

But no one else seems to be a fan

Beat you up because I can

My pink skin hit beautiful Tan (Whistles)

Theseus let me tell you something

Being a hero you get nothing

Cuz you'll be cast aside

By the laws, I do not abide

Use withers to thin the tide

Of kill all of you and your side

Chorus

I choose Blood oh I choose blood I choose blood oh I choose blood

For those who are kind to me, I will repay that

But those who hurt, to those who hurt me, dear those who hurt me

A Thousand times over.

Verse

Living peacefully in a little cottage getting filthy rich

When Phil hits me up saying their coming

Wich hit me as a surprise

cuz by now they should know that Technoblade never dies

So by the time, they arrive I got what I need

So I pop a pot of strength so they fear me and get beat.

Quakity must have been tipsy

cuz trying to execute me can’t work

Cuz I beat him on an average day

So I did it with just a pick

Then hopped on my horse quick

Then welcomed Theseus Home

And when he betrays me

I’ll destroy everything he’s ever known

Honestly, he should have expected this blow.

(Boom)

Chorus

I choose Blood oh I choose blood I choose blood oh I choose blood

For those who are kind to me, I will repay that

But those who hurt, to those who hurt me, dear those who hurt me

A Thousand times over.

Haunted by a shadow from the past

By a love I thought would last

By you, who took all he could need

Wasn’t I too young to be left broken?

My heart was so open

Why’d you let it bleed?

Was I ever enough?

Did I want you too much?

When will this love be done with me?

I’ve taken it all in my stride

Excused the way you stole my pride

I can’t count the times I’ve cried

I’ve got to get

clean

That fix of you runs through my veins

I crave the way you cause me pain

I’m begging for a fall of rain

I’m ready to come clean

Our memories, now painted black

There’s only darkness looking back

But there’s a lighthouse on this map

Up ahead

And maybe if I chase that light

Everything might be alright

There’s only one task left tonight

Leave what’s dead

Was I ever enough?

Did I want you too much?

When will this love be done with me?

I gave you all of my best parts

Paint your black walls red with hearts

In the ruins now the healing starts

I’ve got to get clean

These track marks bruising fragile arms

Reminders of your wicked charms

I will not let you in to harm

I’m ready to get clean

Will you wash away with the water

Or will it all just be another

Scar beneath my skin?

I was never enough

I just need you too much

You told me love

You’re done with me

You took a girl so pure and true

And twisted her to fit with you

Don’t act as if you never knew

Now that I’m here clean

Don’t lure me back with tempting love

As if that’s even what this was

Can’t love a man I couldn’t trust

We’re done. I’m finally clean.

(to the beat of an Irish drinking song)

At Blue Point Fair, in a village there

A young maiden anxiously looked at the sea

Combing her long locks, minding every tick of the clock

She awaited the return of dear lover Du Pre

When the clock struck nine, golden ribbons she entwined

Deeply into her dark satiny braids

Waiting yet still then as the clock struck ten

She caressed her dresses and sighed

The night pressed forward on, yet she waited til dawn

Pressing her bosom to the window pane

Yet returned he no more thou her broken sobs implored

He had been captured by the free life of the sea

He had loved her dear when he had held her near

And had murmured “Surely I must love thee”

But now from afar, other ladies, taverns and bars

Had devalued love’s tingle severely

By early next spring, another suitor, and a ring

Did present themselves to this lady so fair

She wed the next year, and shed not a tear

They raised four pretty daughters with glee

And the sailor Du Pre, enjoyed his life set oh so free

Thou he had felt marriage a trap, he died of the clap

And they say he was buried at sea.