She said "you need a new song"
So I strung these notes and words together
But she didn't sing along
She just sneered
"It sounds like some rope on a swing in a park
That's seen some bad weather
But generally shit altogether"
So now these words creek when I sing them
But at least they're not over the top
When I rage out these chords from this old guitar
IV tells me to stop stop stop
"Please stop it's killing me in here"
So I tried to write a love song
But she cringed when I sang it
And "oh it was far too long"
She said "just stick to the major keys
Write songs without meaning not wrapped in melody"
So now she bends right down to my face
And the spit drips off of my nose
Tears the mic right through my veins and howls
"That's not how it goes
That's not how it goes
That's not how it goes"
So I raise my broadsword
And plunge it into my left temple
It emerges from the right as I laugh maniacally
She collapses to her knees
And she begs me for mercy
The glee presents itself in my soul quite indescribably
credits
from "Save Me From My Friends!" EP,
released September 16, 2016
Lead Vocal, Rhythm Guitar - Callum Friend
Production - Martin Friend, Maxim Vuolo
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