soundtrack of my life

by Keiran Keiran

Jul

here

I’m sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I’m not listenin’ or I’m indifferent
Truly, I ain’t got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just came to kick it
But really I would rather be at home all by myself
Not in this room with people who don’t even
Care about my well-being
I don’t dance, don’t ask, I don’t need a boyfriend
So you can go back, please enjoy your party, I’ll be here
Somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana
With this boy who’s hollering I can hardly hear
Over this music I don’t listen to and I don’t wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I’ll be over here

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here

Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this,
An anti-social pessimist, but usually I don’t mess with this
And I know you mean only the best and
Your intentions aren’t to bother me
But honestly I’d rather be
Somewhere with my people we can kick it and just listen
To some music with the message (like we usually do)
And we’ll discuss our big dreams
How we plan to take over the planet
So pardon my manners, I hope you’ll understand it
I’ll be here
Not there in the kitchen with the girl
Who’s always gossiping about her friends
So tell them I’ll be here
Right next to the boy who’s throwing up ’cause
He can’t take what’s in his cup no more
Oh God why am I here?

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here

Hours later congregating next to the refrigerator
Some girl’s talking ’bout her haters
She ain’t got none
How did it ever come to this?
I shoulda never come to this
So holla at me, I’ll be in the car when you’re done
I’m standoffish, don’t want what you’re offering
And I’m done talking, awfully sad it had to be that way
So tell my people when they’re ready that I’m ready
And I’m standing by the TV with my beanie low
Yo, I’ll be over here

Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here

Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

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by Keiran Keiran

Jul

bill murray

I fell asleep
Had a dream
Bill Murray and I were friends
We drove the world
From Boston to Japan
Blasting old Van Halen
And one night over drinks
Bill started crying

He said to me “kid, of all the stupid things I ever did
You know, I let her go when I should have pulled her in”
And he handed me his cell phone
When I called you were on your plane
Moving back to Portland for the rain

I won’t only love you when you’re winning
Other fools pretend to understand
Come on take my hand and we’ll go down swinging
Let me be your man
Let me be your man

A hundred days
We hiked the coast
Of Galway in the rain
And Bill said something
Late one night in Spain
And it’s always just stuck with me

“You only get one person knows you best
And it’s temporary everybody else.”

I won’t only love you when you’re winning
Other fools pretend to understand
Come on take my hand and we’ll go down swinging
Let me be your man
Let me be your man

I’m done with sleep,
Imagined things,
Cause dreams aren’t dreams
Til you wake up
So wake up
Just wake up here with me

I won’t only love you when you’re winning
Other fools pretend to understand
Come on take my hand and we’ll go down swinging
Let me be your man
Let me be your man

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by Keiran Keiran

Feb

late to the party

They’re blowing up our phones, asking where we are
Just say we’re almost there; we ain’t even in the car
You’re rolling one for two and I’m still picking out my shoes
I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

By the time we get there, everybody will be drunk
The chairs will be on tables and the band will be unplugged
We’re gonna look real good, but we’re gonna look real rude
I’m sorry I’m not sorry that I’m

Late to the party with you
Oh, who needs confetti?
We’re already falling into the groove
And who needs a crowd when you’re happy at a party for two?
The world can wait
‘Cause I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

Let’s promise when we get in that we’ll try to get right out
Fake a couple conversations, make the necessary rounds
These kinda things just turn into “who’s leaving here with who?”
But I just want ’em all to see me come in

No, I’m never late to the party if I’m late to the party with you

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