"i hate this kind of song" yeah, but can i make myself do it right anyway?

third demo on February 1. same elements: ukulele & vox not pictured: instrumental bridge and a final chorus

written & demoed February 1st ukulele & vox the math has spoken

lyrics: just after midnight February 1 recorded: around lunch. ukulele and vox demo recorded with a snowball it's a start.

It's a problem with my methods Mythology for cryptids ...

Worlds are ending all the time

Every time it's eruptions and blizzards Life heat trapped in ink and pictures

I'd find a way around your lies and promises I know the steps to sneak out of your fortresses But falling for your traps is such a habit ...

(i have literally not made it through a single listen of this demo since last year. no idea.)

I've thrown down the gauntlet and i'm going with it under ground...

You can't expect me to erase what you do on your down days and never do the same

This is a crash test Nobody gets all their lines and debts This is a test and no one who gets out of it whole deserved it

Like closing music for short credits.

For when paranoia is THE excuse to never venture outside.

I don't worship the ocean but I get why people DO that.

Trying to make a standard comforting guitar thing fit the project by doing a drum track was a thing I tried. Sometimes "syncopation" deserves no sympathy.