Brendon's Forehead

Hey. So its been soooooooo long  since I've been on here, but I posted a new thing so read it.

I’m making a new book and you could be in it!! Wanna take the chance?! I put your username in a jar and in the end if april I’ll pull 20 names out of the jar.

Hello there wonderful followers! Part 1 of my new project is up so I would love it if you guys read it!

Just a couple kids on a summer street
          Chasing around to a flicker beat
          Making mistakes that were made for us
          We brushed them off like paper cuts
          
          You said you're sick and tired of it, it
          But I need you morning, night and day, ay, oh
          I miss you every single way, ay, ay
          We said forever, but forever wouldn't wait for us
          
          You were my last young renegade heartache
          It only took one night
          Caught in the eye of a hurricane, darling
          We had to say goodbye
          
          Underneath the lights of the motorway
          That's where I go to keep your ghost away
          We used to be such a burning flame
          Now we're just smoke in the summer rain
          
          You said you're sick and tired of it, it
          But I need you morning, night and day, ay, oh
          I miss you every single way, ay, ay
          We said forever, but forever wouldn't wait for us
          
          You were my last young renegade heartache
          It only took one night
          Caught in the eye of a hurricane, darling
          We had to say goodbye
          I wanna know that you're somewhere out there
          Somewhere down this road
          You were my last young renegade heartache
          How could I let you
          How could I let you go?
          
          You were the best thing, ever happened to me
          And I'll keep on fighting just to make you believe
          
          You were my last young renegade heartache
          It only took one night
          Caught in the eye of a hurricane, darling
          We had to say goodbye
          I wanna know that you're somewhere out there
          Somewhere down this road
          You were my last young renegade heartache
          How could I let you
          How could I let you
          Don't wanna let you
          I'll never let you go

Hope you're dead
          'Cause how could you sleep at a time like this,
          People, they rhyme like this,
          We're all impressed by this,
          They rip it, flip it,
          But these are just triplets,
          Wrote this in three minutes, three words to a line,
          It's just poetry divided.
          I'm the kind of guy
          Who takes every moment he knows he confided in music to use it
          For others to use it,
          You're dead
          'Cause how could you sleep at a time like this.
          
          Life is up here, but you comment below,
          And the comments will always become common motivation to promote
          Your show's next episode,
          So your brain knows to keep going even though hope is far from this moment,
          But you and I know it gets better when morning finally rears its head.
          Together we're losers,
          Remember the future,
          Remember the morning is when night is dead.
          
          Release me from the present,
          I'm obsessing all these questions,
          Why I'm in denial that they tried the suicidal session,
          Please use discretion when you're messing with the message, man,
          These lyrics aren't for everyone, only few understand.

Stop stalling, make a name for yourself.
          Boy, you better put that pen to paper, charm your way out.
          If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up
          With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
          
          Start talking "a sensationalist"
          Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent
          If you talk you better walk you better keep your mouth shut
          With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
          
          (Panic!: meet the press)
          It's time for us to take a chance
          It's time for us to take a chance
          
          (Panic!: meet the press)
          It's time for us to take a chance
          It's time for us...
          
          Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
          Make us it, make us hip, make a scene
          Or shrug us off your shoulders
          Don't approve a single word that we wrote
          
          Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
          Make us it, make us hip, make a scene
          Or shrug us off your shoulders
          Don't approve a single word that we wrote
          
          I'm burning and I'm blacking my lungs
          Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue
          If you talk you better walk you better back your shit up
          With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
          
          Start talking "a sensationalist"
          Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent
          Whoa keep quiet let us sing like the doves
          Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof.
          
          Just for the record,
          The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
          A. Indifference or
          B. Disinterest in what the critics say
          
          It's time for us to take a chance
          It's time for us...
          
          Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
          Make us it, make us hip, make a scene
          Or shrug us off your shoulders
          Don't approve a single word that we wrote
          
          Well we're just a wet dream for the webzine,
          Make us it, make us hip, make a scene
          Or shrug us off your shoulders
          Don't approve a single word that we wrote
          
          Just for the record,
          The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
          A. Indifference or
          B. Disinterest in what the critics say

Hello there,
          The angel from my nightmare,
          The shadow in the background of the morgue.
          The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley.
          We can live like Jack and Sally
          If we want.
          
          Where you can always find me
          And we'll have Halloween on Christmas.
          And in the night we'll wish this never ends,
          We'll wish this never ends.
          
          (I miss you, miss you)
          (I miss you, miss you)
          
          Where are you?
          And I'm so sorry.
          I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight.
          I need somebody and always
          This sick strange darkness
          Comes creeping on so haunting every time.
          
          And as I stared I counted
          The webs from all the spiders
          Catching things and eating their insides.
          
          Like indecision to call you
          And hear your voice of treason.
          Will you come home and stop this pain tonight?
          Stop this pain tonight.

Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.
          Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name
          As she sheds her skin on stage
          I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A.
          The strip joint veteran sits two away
          Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri
          
          And isn't this exactly where you'd like me
          I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
          Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
          Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me
          I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
          Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
          
          Oh,
          But I'm afraid that I—
          Well, I may have faked it
          And I wouldn't be caught dead d-dead d-dead d-dead in this place
          
          Well, I'm afraid that I—
          Well, that's right, well I may have faked it
          And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
          
          And isn't this exactly where you'd like me
          I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
          Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
          Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me
          I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
          Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
          
          Well, I'm afraid that I—
          Well, I may have faked it
          And I wouldn't be caught dead d-dead d-dead d-dead in this place
          
          Well, I'm afraid that I—
          Well, that's right, well I may have faked it
          And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place
          
          And isn't this exactly where you'd like me
          I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
          Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
          Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me
          I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know
          Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety
          
          Praying for love and paying in naivety
          Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh

Hello, we haven't talked in quite some time
          I know I haven't been the best of sons
          Hello, I've been traveling in the deserts of my mind
          And I haven't found a drop of life
          I haven't found a drop of you
          I haven't found a drop
          I haven't found a drop of water
          Water
          I try desperately to run through the sand
          As I hold the water in the palm of my hand
          Cause it's all that I have and it's all that I need
          And the waves of the water mean nothing to me
          But I try my best in all that I can
          To hold tightly onto what's left in my hand
          But no matter how, how tightly I will strain
          The sand will slow me down and the water will drain
          I'm just being dramatic
          In fact
          I'm only at it again
          As an addict with a pen
          Who's addicted to the wind
          As it blows me back and forth
          Mindless, spineless, and pretend
          Of course I'll be here again
          See you tomorrow
          But it's the end of today
          End of my ways
          As a walking denial
          My trial was filed
          As a crazy suicidal head case
          But you specialize in dying
          You hear me screaming, Father
          And I'm lying here just crying
          So wash me with your water
          Water
          Hello, we haven't talked in quite some time
          I know I haven't been the best of sons
          Hello, I've been traveling in the desert of my mind
          And I haven't found a drop of life
          I haven't found a drop of you
          I haven't found a drop
          I haven't found a drop of water
          Water

I text a postcard sent to you
          Did it go through?
          Sending all my love to you
          You are the moonlight of my life every night
          Giving all my love to you
          My beating heart belongs to you
          I walked for miles 'til I found you
          I'm here to honor you
          If I lose everything in the fire
          I'm sending all my love to you
          
          With every breath that I'm worth here on Earth
          I'm sending all my love to you
          So if you dare to second guess you can rest assured
          That all my love's for you
          
          My beating heart belongs to you
          I walked for miles 'til I found you
          I'm here to honor you
          If I lose everything in the fire
          I'm sending all my love to you
          
          My beating heart belongs to you
          I walked for miles 'til I found you
          I'm here to honor you
          If I lose everything in the fire
          Did I ever make it through?