Songs I wrote while I was gone

Coming Home

"Title Track"

Tell me who you are. Your father has forsaken you. Left you with those scars. My hope is that you'll make it through. Hate must never win. Even when we're worlds apart. Your love is not a sin. Even if it's hard. Even when I'm far I will always be there.

Hold on, my dear. I'm coming home. Don't let your fears take control. I can finally hear your message loud and clear. Hold on, my dear. I'm coming home.

Transmission from the stars. A message from the atmosphere. Etched into my heart. Your purpose there is still unclear. The ghost of you lives on through everything I see and touch. Even when you're gone. Even when it's hard. I will always be there.

Hold on, my dear. I'm coming home. Don't let your fears take control. I can finally hear your message loud and clear. Hold on, my dear. I'm coming home.

A fallen angel is what you are. Your father has forsaken you. Left you with those scars. My hope is that you'll make it through. Hate must never win. Even when we're worlds apart. Your love is not a sin. Even if it's hard.

Hold on, my dear. I'm coming home. Don't let your fears take control. I can finally hear your message loud and clear. Hold on, my dear. I'm coming home.

"This song was the first song written for the album. I knew immediately what I wanted. I had written tons of angry songs about everything that I'd been through during my break from the internet, but before I went on a self-centered rant about everything going on, I knew the first song I wanted to release was a thank you to the fans who waited so long for my next chapter."

"Broken"

I think it's finally sinking in. I am nothing but a product of your sin.

Running from my past. Now I'm steady. Watch the hands of time. Swiftly, like a guillotine. The sand counting down my life. It goes on and on and on.

We are the broken. Hoping for a change of heart. We are the chosen. Praying for a shooting star. Even if the sky comes crashing down. Even if the world was ending now. We are the broken. But don't cry for me.

I think I finally understand. The world is spinning off it's course. All part of the plan.

A phoenix from the ashes. I have risen from the deepest dark. The only one I loved is the only one who caused me pain. It goes on and on and on.

We are the broken. Hoping for a change of heart. We are the chosen. Praying for a shooting star. Even if the sky comes crashing down. Even if the world was ending now. We are the broken. But don't cry for me.

We are the revolution. We are the dead and gone. We are the institution. Never give up.

We are the broken. Hoping for a change of heart. We are the chosen. Praying for a shooting star. Even if the sky comes crashing down. Even if the world was ending now. We are the broken. But don't cry for me.

"Once again, this song and this album in general was intended as a thank you to my fans for waiting so patiently for my next project."

"Bad At Life"

Hey, girl, I'm in love with you. But the world doesn't want me to be. I'm not well. I am sick. The best kind of sick that one could get. So don't believe a word they say. I'm a different person today. If all else fails just think instead. At least you know I'm good in bed. So trace the lines of all my scars. Whisper that you love me too. We might as well. No matter what. I'm doomed to this. So I'll just give in.