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What Should Be My Next Song In My Song Lyric Journal?

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  • Baby Hotline//Jack Stauber
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  • LOSER//Neoni
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  • Loved//FEiN
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  • I’m Not A Cynic//Alec Benjamin
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  • Ship in a Bottle//fin
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I’m doing another song for my lyric journal! I just would like some input, because I’m having trouble narrowing down what song I should do next. I’ll put the lyrics below, if you don’t know the songs. I’m also planning on doing all of these songs at some point :)

Baby Hotline//Jack Stauber Lyrics:

Baby Hotline

Please hold me close to you

Baby flat-line

Still time to do it too

(Ha-ha-ha!)

Baby snack time

Chow down to earth but in your head

She's a hoarder of quarters

And no boundary boredom-dum

Boundary boredom

I contend that your drinking eye has never opened

I insist somebody will die

And I hate hoping

Wishing that the pills let you cry

And I hate coping

Someday I will go back outside

And see her okay

(Hotline!)

Hung up and put on hold!

(Hotline!)

My line is getting cold!

(Hotline!)

Hung up and put on hold!

(Hotline!)

"Oh, uh, I'll try again"

Baby Hotline

Please dial "9" to get out!

No flat-line

What were you scared about?

(Ha-ha-ha)

Baby sat by and felt the wind

At least I called her a hoarder of quarters

And no boundary boredom-dum

Boundary boredom!

I contend that your drinking eye has never opened

I insist somebody will die

And I hate hoping

Wishing that the pills let you cry

And I hate coping

Someday I will go back outside

And see her okay

(For a while)

(While, oh)

(For a while)

(While, oh)

(Hotline!)

Hung up and put on hold!

(Hotline!)

My line is getting cold!

(Hotline!)

Hung up and put on hold!

(Hotline!)

Numb, feel burning with haste

And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste

I feel numb, I've been burning with haste

And I'm realizing now what a terrible waste

I feel numb, I've been burning with haste

And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste

I feel numb, I've been burning with haste

And I'm realizing now it's a terrible waste

I feel numb

What a waste

What a waste

What a waste

Sunbathe 'til morning time

And your e-eyes will open wide

(What a waste)

Oh baby nevermind

And my si-ight will run and hide

I can say

Oh wrap it in with cinnamon

(What about...)

I've been dead

Oh wrap the trouble now (Ha Ha!)

I feel so good

Ring won't bend (And you did it)

Thinking bent, oh

I won't stay more anymore, oh I don't even think about it

Oh you know I don't

Oh you know I don't

Oh you know I don't

Oh you know I don't

I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh

I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh

I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh

I hate hoping, Oh-oh-oh

LOSER//Neoni Lyrics:

What's the problem? You're acting like the house's on fire

I'm the problem, no it's just the way I'm wired

Sorry to disappoint you but I just won't budge

Just give up on me, give up on me

I'm a lost cause, do it the way I want

Don't get a say, I'm boss of the one and only me, myself and

I'm long gone, think I'm insane, why not

Go on and say what you want

Like I'm a loser, loser

I got nothing to prove yeah, prove yeah

I don't really care, middle fingers in the air

Like, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Like I'm a loser, loser

I don't answer to you, to you

I don't really care, middle fingers in the air

Like, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, loser

Tell me again how I'll make a fool of myself

Try to be friends then you burn me down and call it help

I need you about as much as a hole in my head

Please give up on me, give up on me

I'm a lost cause, do it the way I want

Don't get a say, I'm boss of the one and only me, myself and

I'm long gone, think you're a saint, you're not

Go on and say what you want

Like I'm a loser, loser

I got nothing to prove yeah, prove yeah

I don't really care, middle fingers in the air

Like, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Like I'm a loser, loser

I don't answer to you, to you

I don't really care, middle fingers in the air

Like, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, loser

La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, loser

Lo-lo-lo-loser

Like I'm a (lo-lo-lo-loser)

Like I'm a (lo-lo-lo-loser)

Like I'm a (lo-lo-lo-loser)

Like I'm a loser, loser

I got nothing to prove yeah, prove yeah

I don't really care, middle fingers in the air

Like, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Like I'm a loser, loser

I don't answer to you, to you

I don't really care, middle fingers in the air

Like, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, loser

La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, loser

Loved//FEiN Lyrics:

You're an entitled piece of shit

You're just a pot smoking, good for nothing

Kids today, yeah, they don't want to work

I made mistakes, I'll it

I gave you participation trophies

Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm not

All the books I read proclaimed

That they had cracked the secret

Of instructing me on how to raise a man

And yet a quarter century elapsed

And what have you to show for it?

You play with the piano while I work

Bah, ba-ba-dah

You were loved

Bah, ba-ba-dah

Were you too

Loved?

Loved

Loved

Loved

Optimistic son of a bitch

You're just a molly rolling, good for nothing

Kids today, yeah, they don't wanna work

You could've been an engineer

Instead I told you do whatever makes you happy

And you'll never truly work

Several lines of credit later

University gave you a paper

Then they sent you back to me

I guess retirement will have to wait

I'll die on my feet before

I live to see you get your ass to work

Bah, ba-ba-dah

You were loved

Bah, ba-ba-dah

Were you too

Loved?

Loved

Loved

Loved

Loved

Loved

Loved

Loved

Loved

Loved, loved, loved

Loved, loved, loved

Mm, mm

I’m Not A Cynic//Alec Benjamin Lyrics

I'm just bein' realistic, bein' honest with myself

I've tried bein' optimistic but it doesn't seem to help

So I'll just have to it this is the hand that I've been dealt

I'm not bein' pessimistic, just bein' honest with myself

I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it

You only get that which you're given, it's not always up to you

Not every Sunday is a picnic 'cause the sky ain't always blue

You can't just change the weather by changing your point of view

Some days you have to wait until the storm just es through

I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today

So like a boat on the ocean, I'll rock with the waves

God, I'm so sick of this notion that I have to fake

Fake my emotions and pretend I'm okay

So like a boat on the ocean, I'll just rock with the waves

I'm not a cynic, oh, today's just not my day

I've tried to spin it 'bout a thousand different ways

But from every angle, oh, the outlook is the same

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today

I swear that I'm not a cynic, my glass just has no water in it today

Ship in a Bottle//fin Lyrics:

You can fit everything you know

In a bottle for you to show

Pick your brain apart and put it in

And build it again with needles and pins

Everything you have earned is a ship

With blue waves crashing into it

But nothing can touch your happy thoughts anymore

With your glass ceiling, walls, and floor

Sailing on a ship in a bottle

Anchor all your thoughts to the bottom

Pulling ropes and pulling your head back

To see what is breaking the foremast

You set sail alone, there is no crew

No one on the deck who can help you

This is all your own battle to win

This is your ship and you are the captain

Oh, captain, let's make a deal

Where we both say the things that we both really feel

I feel scared and I'm starting to sink

And I only sink deeper the deeper I think

Oh, captain, oh, captain, deal

Oh, captain, deal, oh, captain, deal, oh

There are red spots under your eyes

From when you cry into the sky

Ocean waters rising above your neck, mmm

You feel the glass start to crack

Sailing on a ship in a bottle

Water's leaking through holes in the bottom

Flying flags of ships that have long since

Sat at the floor of the sea, but in defense

You set sail alone, there is no crew

No one on the deck who can help you

This is all your own battle to win

This is your ship and you are the captain

Oh, captain, let's make a deal

Where we both say the things that we both really feel

I feel scared and I'm starting to sink

And I only sink deeper the deeper I think

Oh, captain, make up your mind

Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time

'Cause you're popping the cork, you get lost in your brain

And you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane

Oh, captain, oh, captain, deal

Oh, captain, deal, oh, captain, deal, oh

Oh, captain, let's make a deal

Where we both say the things that we both really feel

I feel scared and I'm starting to sink

And I only sink deeper the deeper I think

Oh, captain, make up your mind

Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time

'Cause you're popping the cork, you get lost in your brain

And you lose touch with all the things that made you feel sane

Oh, captain, oh, captain, deal

Oh, captain, deal, oh, captain, deal, oh

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