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Emo lyrics I wrote some time ago. Thought I'd see what other people thought of it. Think almost heavy metal, but not quite. Closer to Metallica than Hoobastank or P.O.D.


I live in a small house where there are no rooms.
There’s soup at the table, but there are no spoons.
I live in a hallway where there are no doors.
There’s an elevator going up, but there are no floors.
**Chorus**
I see the light___shining from up above.
There’s a hole in the clouds, but where’s my dove?
An angel falls through and lands at my feet.
If he can still rise strong, why am I so weak?
**End Chorus**
I drink a wine that was not made from fruit.
I watch animals in trees they grew without roots.
I live in a glass room where every way is up.
I mixed my own hemlock, but there’s no bottom in my cup.
**Go to chorus**
If I were a winged beast, maybe I could break through.
Then, I’d live in the clouds and there would be no roof.
But for now, I sit alone and wait
‘Cause others trapping me through madness is my fate.
*Bridge*
Defy me! Deny me! All I’ve ever wanted to be.
Defile me! Revile me! You can’t stand what I am.
Deprive me! Survive me! Leave me behind in your binds.
Despise me! Reprise me! Make me what you want me to be.
*Guitar and drum break*
Chains made of eyes have never let me fly.
Maybe if I were stronger, I could still rise.
But as it is, I’m still afraid of them.
I swim in a cup of lies, and there’s no rim.
**Go to chorus**
I - I feel like I must keep myself chained down.
‘Cause I - I still am afraid to wear that crown.
I - I never should have given up.
Now when I sit down to dine, it’s my soul on which I sup.
I live in a house where every way is up.
The doors are made of glass, and they’re above me on the top.
One of my friends glides by with a straightjacket smile.
To stay away from that, I’ll keep my wings clipped for a while.
I see the light___shining from up above (on my tears)
There’s a hole in the clouds, but I haven’t seen my dove in years.
An angel falls through and lands at my feet, but he’s still flying faster.
(I left my soul behind) If he can still rise strong, why am I so weak?
I see the light___shining from up above (on my tears)
There’s a hole in the clouds, but I haven’t seen my dove in years.
An angel falls through and lands at my feet, but he’s still flying faster.
If he can still rise strong, why am I so weak? Why’s the world my master? *multiple fermatas*