I haven’t written songs in a while so I thought, eh, why not try some King

Sorry about the sound quality augh, the Soundcloud recorder used to be better

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You killed a man  and you killed again till you couldn’t sleep at night
and there’s no place on this continent for a guilty man to hide
and you’ve never seen a sky so wide

 And it’s lonely here, it’s a lonely land But it’s probably best that way
It’s a lonely place for a lonely man To live then fade away
and it’s just as well you’re starting to go gray

 Lift that gun like a cross to the firmament
You’ve got no time for a holy sacrament
There’s no grace no place in His heaven for you

If you’ve known love, you kept it wrapped up in a legend you could tell
And if you felt love on Wyoming bluffs well you wrapped it up as well
There’s a princess to deliver from her hell 

Lift that gun like a cross to the firmament
You’ve got no time for a holy sacrament
There’s no grace no place in His heaven for you

 What could find you stumbling round in the dark
What could bring you to the brink of what you are
There’s something great, some fate you almost knew

 You killed a man, blood on his hand, it looked just like your own
The ghosts of half a hundred sinners welcomed you below
And in your dying breath, your last regret is that you’ll never know
How the ending of the legend’s gonna go

Dimstrade ditty for Poon’s birthday! 

I drive you to the airport 
You always fall fast asleep in the car 
I wake you with a shake 
You open your eyes quick, ask where we are 
I say we’re in Bombay 
And laugh as you believe me for a while 
But then you’ve gone away 
At least I got in one last smile

I call you 
My sleepy head 
I call you 
My restless nomad 
I call you 
When you land 
I call you just to tell you’re my man

I call you on the phone 
When you forget to tell me you are safe 
I smile at your tone 
When you say grumpily you weren’t awake 
I never know which zone 
You’re in how many you have crossed today 
But you forgive me anyway

But you’re so up and down 
I check the news of places I can’t pronounce 
And I’m so solid ground 
Nothing can uproot me from this town 
How do we work it out 
Well I’ll just call you up again and then 
I’ll just call you 
My sleepy head

I call you 
My sleepy head 
I call you 
My restless nomad 
I call you 
When you land 
I call you just to tell you’re my man

I call you 
Long distance phone 
I call you 
Wherever you roam 
I call you 
My rolling stone 
I call you 
My home so far away from home

This is a song I wrote back in 9th grade, remastered and rereleased with all of the original feelings. 

There was a guy who rode around on a Segway in my neighborhood and ok I wasn’t really in love with him but you know. 

I don’t need to go that fast
I just want a love that lasts
I want a 21st century man
A gyroscopic romance

Oh Segway man
Make a segue into my life
Oh Segway man
The future is looking bright

But he’ll never fall for me
Cause he’s balanced perfectly
Oh Segway man
It can never beeee

Um this is really weird. I haven’t written a song in ages and finally I do and it’s cakecroft?? 
Some bizarrely sad cakecroft??

I have no idea. Here are the lyrics:

If it was just a little taste, it wouldn’t be that bad 
But he ate the whole damn cake, and now he’s sad 
Cause the frosting on his face is evidence enough 
Without the added weight that’s bound to come up…later 
And the guilt that always comes with this behavior 
Is outweighed by the need to stop and savor 
Cause nothing’s worse than good desserts in waste 
And it won’t be all that bad, it’s just a taste…

Cause loving people is so dangerous 
And it doesn’t seem so hard until the loss 
And no matter just how far you are removed 
If you care about them then you’ll always lose 
So he looks at something delicate and sweet 
That you’re meant to love and hold and lose and eat 
It’s a tragedy so easily contained 
And he’s only left with sugar lips and shame 
And a secret that only he will know 
Cause there’s no one left to tell him he has grown.

“Something Wrong” A song about the Holmes Brothers. 

I messed up the most important line at the end. Mind the written lyrics, not what my dumb mouth says XD 

When you came they weren’t sure what to do
You were born too soon, born blue
In your eyes they thought they saw something new
They were surprised by you

Cause I kept it to myself
The depth of the strangeness that I felt
When I was handed someone else
Did I sculpt you in my image to help

CHROUS
Is there something wrong with us? No…
There’s something wrong with me, though.

I promise you you’ll never have to make
Your own conclusions, your own mistakes
It’s my burden, it’s my place
To forge a path of failure to keep you safe

We filled your head with figures and facts
A child, a genius, you grew too fast
And soon the world was too easily grasped
I watched you stumble one step forward, two steps back

Chorus

And I didn’t know what to do
I found you one morning, found you blue
I’ve been a teacher and a brother and so many things to you
But if what you need is a villain, I’ll be that too

Chorus

Ode to Molly Hooper - shitty recording on my iPhone!

Also sorry for rhyming Hooper with Trooper, WOW

Every morning wake up so upbeat
I while away the hours with forensic autopsy
But every afternoon a new defeat
I sleep it off again like every day is on repeat

Cause everyone down here needs someone strong
No one needs to see me unless something has gone wrong
I am just a shoulder to cry on
I am not a hero I can’t save them when they’re gone

Molly Hooper, what a trooper
Don’t let it get you down
Don’t let it make you sad
Molly Hooper you’re worth more than that

It’s really not as bad as you might think
In the basement of a hospital with corpses for company
I treasure every smile, every wink
He’s in and out like lightning leaving me to my daydreams

Molly Hooper, such a trooper
Don’t let him get you down
Don’t let him see you sad
It’s really not that bad
Molly Hooper you’re worth more than that

Everything he’s ever said to me
Is a variation on a rather disrespectful theme
But maybe I am braver than he sees
Maybe after all I’m just exactly what he needs

Molly Hooper, such a trooper
Don’t you let him down
Don’t let them figure out
It’s all up to you now
Molly Hooper you will always count
Molly Hooper it’s all up to you now

I jumped the gun and tried the blues without consulting my handbook. Whoops sorry. Can’t quite hit that low note either #notmeantforblues

ALSO PLEASE DISREGARD THE LAST TWO SECONDS OR WHATEVER IT’S A GLITCH WITH SOUNDCLOUD THAT I CAN’T FIX RAWR

“Something like a lovesong” (Moriarty to Sherlock) 

When I was child momma told me
Boy someday you’re gonna meet someone
They’re gonna make you feel something special
And they’ll leave you in pieces when they’re done
She said I’ll feel more alive when I’m with them
And I’ll follow them till I die
But would you call this a love song
Would you call it love, oh my

I think that your heart beats faster
And I know that my own feels free
When we meet it’s a gorgeous disaster
Just like momma said it would be
Cause you’ve got the face of an angel
And I want you for my very own
But would call this a love song,
Would you call it love, oh no

Oh my stomach it a-flutters when I see you
And you smile when you hear my name
I’d give all that I have just to watch you dance
Just to keep playing our little game
I cut loose all those people, all those problems
Even 30 million quid just for you
But would you call this a love song
Would you call it love, me too

So do you think you could call this a love song
Well it don’t really matter, see  
Cause one way or another -
You’re gonna fall for me.