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The Biweekly Project #9
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Talking to my genie, "When will you set me free?
No one knows how much I plead. Granted wishes not for me."
One more wish still on my mind, how much kindness can I find?
No one knows if I decide to keep my genie trapped inside.
Will he forgive if I join all the ones who left him there?
Should I keep this last wish for myself, piling up my greed?
How many times has he been thrown away used for his helpful pain?
I don't know, I don't want to know, I don't wish to know.
When I made my first wish, to have someone to kiss,
My genie made it so, never will I be alone.
Beauty encoded in skin, what I would not give again
To have her here my whole life, always there when I'm in strife.
Will he forgive if I join all the ones who left him there?
Should I keep this last wish for myself, piling up my greed?
How many times has he been thrown away used for his helpful pain?
I don't know, I don't want to know, I don't wish to know.
My genie made it all right, no more would I have to fight.
Persuasion infused in speech, they follow all that I beseech.
If only I could persuade myself from throwing away
My genie inside a box. Maybe I'll just cut the locks.
Will he forgive if I join all the ones who left him there?
Should I keep this last wish for myself, piling up my greed?
How many times has he been thrown away used for his helpful pain?
I don't know, I don't want to know, I don't wish to know.
Refreshed by the breathing fire, then why am I so damn tired?
Gone are all that I held dear, wasting infinite years.
Life is death or can't you see, trapped in immortality.
Genie why did I leave you to rot eternally?
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The Biweekly Project,
track released May 31, 2015
Antonio Aguas: Vocals
Thomas Cruz: Something
Julian Janssen: Guitar, Mastering/Production
Louise Montalvo: Bass, Lyrics
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