These are four songs to which I've written purely based on emotion. To be honest, I really like what I've done. But everyone else, or from where I've posted these, has given me some pretty bad comments about them. But anyway.... here they are:
Songs by Georgie Pantazis
When The World Was Ours
I spend all of my time—just thinking about you.
Remembering all of those days—that we shared hand in hand.
And I find myself smiling, laughing—but now I’m just crying.
‘Cause memories are all I have left—and they’re killing me.
Chorus:
So do you remember when the world was ours?
It was just you and me, and we were happy…Oh, so happy.
So tell me, why did it have to break apart?
I’m all alone now—and I’m fading to nothingness.
People just don’t see my pain—it’s as if they’re blind.
They think I’m taking it like a man—but I’m withering away inside.
They don’t see what I’m going through—and it won’t be long now.
Till I’m no one in this world—and all I want to know is…
Chorus:
Do you remember when the world was ours?
It was just you and me, and we were happy…Oh, so happy.
So tell me, why did it have to break apart?
I’m all alone now—and I’m fading to nothingness.
Chorus:
So do you remember when the world was ours?
It was just you and me, and we were happy…Oh, so happy.
So tell me, why did it have to break apart?
I’m all alone now—and I’m fading to nothingness.
Our world was taken far, far away—will it ever be ours again?
We can’t reach it and I can’t reach you—Oh, if only we could go back.
Chorus:
So do you remember when the world was ours?
It was just you and me, and we were happy…Oh, so happy.
So tell me, why did it have to break apart?
I’m all alone now…
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Wishing
Baby, Please stop lying to me—I just can’t take it anymore.
Every time I think about the words you’d say—I break down n’ cry.
I could flood the world in my tears—with all the hurt you’ve put me through.
I know you won’t say sorry—I don’t even know who to blame.
Chorus:
I looked out the window at night—and I saw a shooting star.
And I wished to make things go back to the way they were.
Before all the lies, the hurt, and the bullshit.
Before you turned away and never came back.
I guess I should have seen this coming—prepared myself for the pain.
But I was so caught up in being happy—got too far ahead.
And now I don’t think I’ll ever feel this again—the sun doesn’t shine here no more.
Why won’t you come back—you’re always welcome in my heart.
Chorus:
I looked out the window at night—and I saw a shooting star.
And I wished to make things go back to the way they were.
Before all the lies, the hurt, and the bullshit.
Before you turned away and never came back.
Chorus:
I looked out the window at night—and I saw a shooting star.
And I wished to make things go back to the way they were.
Before all the lies, the hurt, and the bullshit.
Before you turned away and never came back.
If you saw that shooting star—would you wish the same?
I don’t want to lose what we had—but it’s been overthrown.
So I’m wishing—even if your not.
I’m wishing, I’m wishing, yeah, I’m wishing.
But you’ll never come back…
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Fucked Up
I’ve never showed anyone—the feelings I hide deep within.
I don’t trust a single person—and believe me, I never will.
Why do you think you know me?—I’m more fucked up then you think.
Too many people offering a helping hand—but I never asked for it.
Chorus:
And now I’m here—on my own with no one by my side.
But that’s alright—all I needed was me, myself, and I.
I’m alone—and I feel it all the time.
But I’ll survive—‘cause I’m too fucked up to die.
You want to know how I feel?—You really think you can help?
Well you can start by leaving me the fuck alone—‘cause that’s the way I like it.
So do you still want to know?—Or have you shit yourself trying?
What did I tell you?—Cut off that helping hand, it’s not needed.
Chorus:
And now I’m here—on my own with no one by my side.
But that’s alright—all I needed was me, myself, and I.
I’m alone—and I feel it all the time.
But I’ll survive—‘cause I’m too fucked up to die.
I hate whenever you’re near—you can’t do anything and don’t deny it.
You say you want to be my friend—fuck, don’t you get it?
I’ve given birth to myself—I grew up learning everything on my own.
Am I monster? A demon? No, I’m just too fucked up in the head.
I’m too fucked up!
Too fucked up!
Too fucked up!
Too fucked up!
To die!
Chorus:
And now I’m here—on my own with no one by my side.
But that’s alright—all I needed was me, myself, and I.
I’m alone—and I feel it all the time.
But I’ll survive—‘cause I’m too fucked up to die.
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Bleeding To You
I don’t just bleed to anyone—I rarely open up.
But then I met you—and I felt you were the only one I could trust.
I thought you could understand me, get me, believe in me.
I’ve shown you feelings I’ve never shown before—thinking you were my other half.
Chorus:
So where are you now to clean up the blood?
I keep bleeding—thinking—believing—you’ll be there to listen.
But I’ve been waiting too long—and now I’m dried up to the bone.
And I’m too weak to feel the things that kept me breathing.
I don’t know where you went—the other half of me is empty.
I’ve been running around looking for you—but I can’t seem to catch my breath.
I’m lost, hugging my knees in a corner—soaked in my own sorrow.
Will you ever hear my soul again—I need you more than ever.
Chorus:
So where are you now to clean up the blood?
I keep bleeding—thinking—believing—you’ll be there to listen.
But I’ve been waiting too long—and now I’m dried up to the bone.
And I’m too weak to feel the things that kept me breathing.
What have you done with the feelings I’ve shown you?
Where are the towels drenched of my blood and tears?
All I wanted was someone to listen to me.
And I swear—I’ll never open up again.
Chorus:
So where are you now to clean up the blood?
I keep bleeding—thinking—believing—you’ll be there to listen.
But I’ve been waiting too long—and now I’m dried up to the bone.
And I’m too weak to feel the things that kept me breathing.
And I swear—I’ll never open up again.
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