K. Turnbull

K. is 16 years old. She is the Lead Singer of Your Fragile Ego. K. is also known as "KT". K. is located in Rio de Janeiro at Dirty PunkIT! Rio.

K. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to write a poem in order to get ahead professionally.

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Song For A Wasted Talent

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Song Details

Song For A Wasted Talent is Keep it Simple music in tempo Moderato. The music is decent and the lyrics are sweet. The song was written 4/17/2006 by K. Turnbull. The originality is perfect.

Fame: 100
Popularity:
Stage Potential: 20
Genre: Pop
Owner: The Guardian Angels
First Revealed: 4/17/2006 * Songs this old don't have an accurate release date and are considered to be revealed the same day they were composed.

Dominant Instruments

Lead Vocals

Special Lyrics

I sigh. I sigh! As the bottle falls.


I used to write of heavenly beauty
Seen only through lovers' eyes
The gentle touch of soothing fingers
The breathlessness of the urgent sighs

Such are the tales of a wasted talent
Locked away by the bottle of gin
Such are the songs of a wasted poet
Trapped by the devil within

But now only memories for company
Torturing my soul as I sleep at night
Knowing that come morning I'll drink again
To forget what I blot from my sight

Such are the tales of a wasted talent
Locked away by the bottle of gin
Such are the songs of a wasted poet
Trapped by the devil within

With a warm flow caressing my tongue
As it glides down to the empty space
I clutch my demon bottle tightly to my chest
And disappear to the dark, evil place

Such are the tales of a wasted talent
Locked away by the bottle of gin
Such are the songs of a wasted poet
Trapped by the devil within

Whispering sweetly of promised thrills
A burning sensation, warm, wild and sweet
I take comfort in the enveloping glow
And silently succumb to defeat

Such are the tales of a wasted talent
Locked away by the bottle of gin
Such are the songs of a wasted poet
Trapped by the devil within

Record Releases

The Abdication