demo 106: now what? (Patreon)

hAPPY LAST DAY OF THE MONTH, SDC. you know what that means..

I present you with a gloriously scrappy demo - my drum sounds leave a lot to be desired here but I really wanted to thrash around with this one and play everything live, with no programmed elements so it's a simple 3 piece (guitar, bass, drums) type job. this song has that 'here's my soul on a plate' feeling that makes me feel vulnerable and excited at the SAME TIME. musiccccccc!!!!! aye

if you're new here: welcome! you can stream the song within the patreon site or mobile app or download the mp3 attachment below for keepsies.

thoughts welcome below, as always. do you relate? do you have no idea what I'm on about? does this sound like it belongs on the Shrek soundtrack? (yes)

love, OG

xxxx

lyrics:

goosebumps on the back of my neck

when I looked up and you were there

sods law! then I saw! it was just some guy who had your hair

and just like that I felt my heartbeat coming down in real time

I kinda wished it had been you

six months

and i haven’t thought once

about all of the things that drove me out

your ghost has been cooking me toast

and picking my socks up off the ground

and just like that the air has changed and so have we

I am completely fucking freeee - now what

there’ll be a day you’re not even slightly mine

one for the ages, it’s a tale as old as time

maybe I will watch you walking down the aisle

and think about the time when I was hanging on for life

for dear life

1 year of biting my tongue,

letting you go, getting it done

so funny how the time can fly

when you try to run

just like that

I missed my chance to call you up

you’ve only gone and fell in love

now what?

there’ll be a day you’re not even slightly mine

one for the ages, it’s a tale as old as time

maybe I will cook for you and your new wife

and think about the time when I was hanging on for life

for dear life

try to learn and find the meaning,

take a bath in all the grieving

new tattoo, ego death

find someone to take to bed

trick yourself, call your bluff

not the same but close enough

now we play a lottery

of all the people we could be

whatever you’re meant to feel

you’ll feel eventually