I got this song from a dream this morning. I tried to replicate how the instrumental section sounded, all pulsing and throbbing, sorta like a heartbeat. This song's about how we should listen to the heartbeat of the earth, cuz maybe if we did, we wouldn't keep fucking up the planet, the way we're doing.
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This is a regular song about death. It's just a regular song about death.
My Dreams Aren't Coming Back To Me
This is a song about no longer dreaming. I imagined it as being performed by a bunch of low-voiced man cowboy dudes. So, I recorded 2 versions of the lead vocals, and I made the 2nd version an octave lower, so that it would sound almost sorta like low-pitched-voice-men singing.
This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 2. The girl and dude decided to get back together and he's coming over to see her. She's all anticipate-y.
Some asshat moved to this area and decided to torture everyone around them with their dumb stereo. I hope they die soon.
This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 2. The main character girl and the ex-boyfriend are talkin' on the phone, and she's a-tryin' to convince him to get back together with her.
A Lonely She's-Not-Pretty-Anymore
This song sucks; maybe it'll grow on me. But probably not cuz I think it sucks. The concept is kinda cool, but the execution is dumb. True to my German heritage, I am a fan of taking many words and putting them together to make a new word. In this song, I have created a new word: It's she's-not-pretty-anymore; it is a noun. It is a woman who is not pretty anymore but instead of saying, "this is a woman who is not pretty anymore," you can just say "she's a she's-not-pretty-anymore."
This is the next song in the Fucked Up Relationship Album, Part 2. It's about the main character finally giving into the temptation to call her ex-boyfriend.
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