Song picture
Disorder In The Heart Of A Woken Loser
Like
Playlist
Comment Share
Album   $ - Name your price
The 5th track of the EP "Born Of Pain And Sorrow" by THORNLESS DREAMS.
story school teacher narrative schoolyard schooltruant
Artist picture
My personal solo musicproject with songs I've written during several years.
ABOUT the Music Project "Thornless Dreams" I have played guitar from my 12th birthday on, making music in a poprock band called "Darkness", which never released anything (mainly because we met rarely), followed by a 2-men-music project called "In-Innovation" (which came to an end, because the keyboarder went to college in another town) and an acoustic singer/songwriter duo and several years of solo music making in a music project called "This Strange Engine". ? Now I'm part of another 2-men-music project called "Death.Murder.Evil", making metal music. Besides, I still write songs for my solo music Rock-Folk-Metal project, which is called THORNLESS DREAMS now. ? With THORNLESS DREAMS I narrate stories, some of them are fictious, some are based on real experiences. ? If you like my music, feel free to send me an E-Mail via "Contact"-Menu on my website. ? If you have questions about the tracks of my releases, the lyrics, the music or other things, I'm looking forward to them!
Song Info
Genre
Metal • Heavy Metal
Charts
Peak #52
Peak in subgenre #18
Author
Dirk Roder
Rights
Rats Music/Dirk Roder
Uploaded
April 14, 2019
Track Files
MP3
MP3 14.9 MB • 320 kbps • 6:32
Lossless
WAV 65.9 MB
Story behind the song
A story based on personal experiences. Some fictious elements, too.
Lyrics
Disorder in the heart of a woken loser I remember the cold stone stairs Where I sat and listened to the voice Of my Latin teacher, coming through the door, I knew I had no choice I decided to leave, crossed the schoolyard, And then I went out I left the school and took the next tram But I was full of doubts Those were the days of my darkest hours Those were the times when I lost all my powers Those were the moments I wanted to forget Those were the seasons of feeling really dead I wandered round, saw many things, So many people without an aim And I was one of them now, full of sorrow, Full of shame Father told so many times: “You’re a lazy fool!” That’s what he said So often I wished he would understand, But he was silent instead Those were the days of my darkest hours Those were the times when I lost all my powers Those were the moments I wanted to forget Those were the seasons of feeling really dead I remember the cold stone stairs Where I sat and listened My fear was overwhelming me I stood up and went away Crossed the schoolyard I tried to wake up, but there was nothing I could see ? Repeat Chorus ? (C) Rats Music/Thornless Dreams 2019
Comments
Please sign up or log in to post a comment.