Where The Wild Roses Grow – Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds feat. Kylie Minogue
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day
Musical Poetry #19 – Bellyache
Bellyache – Billie Eilish
Sittin’ all alone
Mouth full of gum
In the driveway
My friends aren’t far
In the back of my car
Lay their bodies
Musical Poetry #18 – Truth Hurts
Musical Poetry #17 – Bruises
Bruises – Lewis Capaldi, Divinely Uninspired To A Hellish Extent
Counting days, counting days
Since my love up and got lost on me
And every breath that I’ve been takin’
Since you left feels like a waste on me
I’ve been holding on to hope
That you’ll come back when you can find some peace
‘Cause every word that I’ve heard spoken
Since you left feels like a hollow street
Musical Poetry #16 – Anyone
Anyone – Demi Lovato
I tried to talk to my piano
I tried to talk to my guitar
Talked to my imagination
Confided into alcohol
Musical Poetry #15 – My Boy Builds Coffins
My Boy Builds Coffins – Florence & The Machine, Lungs
My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails
He doesn’t build ships, he has no use for sails
He doesn’t make tables, dressers or chairs
He can’t carve a whistle cause he just doesn’t care
Musical Poetry #14: Who You Are
Who You Are – Jessie J, Who You Are
I stare at my reflection in the mirror
Why am I doing this to myself?
Losing my mind on a tiny error,
I nearly left the real me on the shelf
No, no, no, no
Musical Poetry #13: Daydreamin’
Daydreamin’ – Lupe Fiasco, Food & Liquor
Daydream
I fell asleep beneath the flowers
For a couple of hours
Such a beautiful day
Musical Poetry #12: Through The Wire
Through The Wire – Kanye West, The College Dropout
I drink a Boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dessert
Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp
That right there could drive a sane man berserk
Not to worry, Mr. H-to-the-Izzo’s back to wi-zerk
How do you console my mom or give her light support
Telling her her son’s on life support?
Musical Poetry #11 – Jealous
Jealous – Labrinth
I’m jealous of the rain
That falls upon your skin
It’s closer than my hands have been
I’m jealous of the rain
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