Susanna Macdonald

Susanna Macdonald

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Insomniatic

Written By: Susanna Macdonald

With the
*tick*tick*tick*
of the clock I lie awake with my life lying by my side, as the twelve o'clock shadow creeps across his brow (though it's 3 am) and he's gently breathing in time with the seconds walking by, but I'm lost inside my semi-conscious state.
The silence is deafening.
The silence is deafening.
The silence it screams inside my ears and I think I must be crazy again because
This is what it sounds like in my head.
This is what it sounds like in my head:

I think I can hear a choir sing in discordant harmony and there's an orchestra that's playing my symphony of insomniatic tendencies and it builds and it builds and it's going round and round and I think this must be madness again because
This is what it sounds like in my head
This is what it sounds like in my head
This is what it sounds like in my head.

I think that sleep must be winning the battle - it's creeping in the corners, but I know I've got to fight, be strong, hold onto this melody. In the morning it would die and I'd have to wait for the
*tick*tick*tick*
and the orchestra could begin the refrain and I could sing sing sing again
This is what it sounds like in my head.
This is what it sounds like in my head.
This is what it sounds like in my head.

*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*

About being a Bitch

Written By: Susanna Macdonald

I met someone in the street today I used to know and I would watch her little girl, but she's all grown up now. We stopped, exchanged some pleasantries about respective families, then we wished each other safely on our separate ways.
But the last time I saw her I didn't stop say "Hi, how are you?", I just pointed my eyes down and kept my nasty mouth shut. As soon as she left I recalled some stories I'd heard, so I turned to someone she'd never met and whispered behind her back.

I don't know why I say these things,
I don't know why I must be so unfulfilled in my life,
When it seems that I have everything I could ever want, ever need, I'm just a spoiled little coward
Frustrated in my mediocrity.

But I guess I can't hold you responsible for my unfulfilled dreams,
And that is why I would pick on all your insecurities, but does it
Make you feel
Much Better to know
The venom's really pointed in,
It's coursing through my veins and paralysing
Any little semblance of a feeling that remained

But
I don't know why I do these things,
I don't know why I must be so unfulfilled in my life,
When it seems that I have everything I could ever want, ever need, I'm just a spoiled little coward
Frustrated in my mediocrity.

My sweet, sweet girl.
What have I done to you while I held your picture by my
Heart.
My jealousy just paints in the marks and the scars I need for you to have
As I sit and I stagnate in the filth of my own words,
With friends like these do you really need a reason to leave?

I met someone in the street today I used to know and I would watch her little girl, but she's all grown up now.
We stopped, exchanged some pleasantries about respective families, then we wished each other safely on our separate ways.

I don't know why I say these things,
I don't know why I must be so unfulfilled in my life,
When it seems that I have everything I could ever want, ever need, I'm just a spoiled little coward who's frustrated.
I don't know why.
Maybe I'm the worst kind of bitch you could meet or maybe,
Maybe,
Maybe it's just me.

Succubus

Written By: Susanna Macdonald

Tonight I've been drawn across everything that's possible,
The compliments compliment my ego,
But I sit in melancholy silence 'cause I know my muse is somewhere in this town.

So take it away
As I relive all those time and the things that I said,
Talking to the air I can't tell what's real
Or what's just in my head.
So give it away
'Cause there's nobody left here to pay
For the trouble I've wrought and now brought
Upon myself.

I'm the Succubus that keeps sucking you dry.

I feel like a fraud,
Like the devil sent among the pure to
Tempt them to the 'Other Side',
We all have demons and at least I don't hide
That I'm a demon through and through,
But surely to be this bad, somewhere there must be
Something Good?

So take it away
As I relive all those time and the things that I said,
Talking to the air I can't tell what's real
Or what's just in my head.
So give it away
'Cause there's nobody left here to pay
For the trouble I've wrought and now brought
Upon myself.

Hey hey hey hey, hey yeah yeah:
I'm the Succubus that keeps sucking you dry

There is no worm in an apple rotten to it's core,
So there is no hurt for the people who never learn
How to love

So take it away
As I relive all those time and the things that I said,
Talking to the air I can't tell what's real
Or what's just in my head.
So give it away
'Cause there's nobody left here to pay
For the trouble I've wrought and now brought
Upon myself.

Hey hey hey hey, hey yeah yeah:
I'm the Succubus that keeps sucking you dry.
Hey hey hey hey
Please take me away,
You're the Incubus that's now sucked me
Dry.