A newly written song channeling 90s shoegaze and devoid of meaningful lyrics, instead the bulk is filler to represent the desired syllable flow. So in the work-in-progress, you get a song about shoes and old lady names.
I apologize in advance and for the rest of your life that may be potentially scarred by the noncomittal highest notes. Feeling a bit winded and like death was would collect me if I pushed for a better vocal track, this was the best that could be done in a night.
Waiting for the Wrong Moment [2018fb]
As of August 13th, 2018.
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