band i came up with yesterday

band: Bedroom Materials
Album: 'what is sex but self?'
too many bands are doing things that they have seen before and very few are risking saying things that mean.  the disingenuous music being created is very disturbing seeing as rhythm is poetry for the soul.  so i was thinking that the band would come out of my bedroom, all the shit that I do alone, the things I mean when no one is watching me, marketing or critiquing, just the simple silly wonder of something said for the sake of hearing it made.
much love to the people.

Song: the freedom of what I'm used to

Lyrics:
Before I turned 18, I wanted to die, that is what I feared, I wanted all of the time.  I knew that one day there'd be somethin' to live for, a strong sense of self in my collection of habits.  and then I would know, without so much suffering, why I shouldn't die, the bounty of living, I would fight for my life and not fight with my father, I stop all regreting, I'd be kind to my mother, and in this mute language, full of tender, thoughtful giving, I would feel my self then, once 18 and turning, the touch of a lover, would be mine for the taking, I can make love if I want to, I'm no longer waiting.

((((I would fight with my father and tell him about how the worst time to die would be after I turned 18, when I had grown up enough, and stopped feeling so much, then I would be comfortable with my life and want to keep on going,)))

Chorus:
Give me the freedom of what I am used to, I want to feel nothing but comfort and pleasure, I'm sick of being overwhelmed, fearing schizophrenia, give me the happiness of being calm and free of my depressions.

I would have accomplished, enough of a character, thought patterns where I'd fear, death stronger than ever.  If a baby died, I'd feel sorry for mommy, though it would be more painful to die as a baby, they are so sensitive the experience would be huge, but they would have less of a personality, and isn't that what we are sharing with the rest of humanity anyway? 

Chorus:
Give me the freedom of what I am used to, I want to feel nothing but comfort and pleasure, I'm sick of being overwhelmed, fearing schizophrenia, give me the happiness of being calm and free of my depressions.

I felt that I could die and it would not be that big of a deal because my character was still so open, but it would not be fair because I would not have had the chance to do what I wanted on my own yet. 

Chorus:
Give me the freedom of what I am used to, I want to feel nothing but comfort and pleasure, I'm sick of being overwhelmed, fearing schizophrenia, give me the happiness of being calm and free of my depressions.

Is there a problem with society, set up the way it is, dividing and deciding our time, does the nuclear family extend into school, or a job, industrialized living, being a unit, not doing it by our own measures?

Chorus:
Give me the freedom of what I am used to, I want to feel nothing but comfort and pleasure, I'm sick of being overwhelmed, fearing schizophrenia, give me the happiness of being calm and free of my depressions.