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Why Don't You Care (original song)

Gabe Bondoc's "Suitcases and Travel Bags". :)

first cover ahhhh

Suitcases & Travel Bags

little acoustic cover i did of the arctic monkeys song last year with audacity. when you don't have friends you can just sing with yourself

for the record, i don't know how to draw monkeys
or snow flakes
or eighth notes
sorry

baby i'm yours

Overdubbing on myself with guitar, singing, bass and a cajon drum. Not really a bass player or drummer, so if some parts are shotty try to use selective listening.

Running Back

Solo

Love Song

"falling" - by @p0dg3

made in maschine / logic x 

listen on spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/7M8ouXoZYu9JF8NZNfTLPZ?si=_Q4zNndAQBiPhG8nU40O-g

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falling

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I’ve gotta let you know it’s yours, this song of mine
Just give me a good rhythm and I swear I’ll find a rhyme
If it’s lost inside the ocean into a fish I’ll turn to find
I’d swim around forever cause, babe, you’re worth the time

I’d tell the sea about my pearl, my girl, the one for me
And how I’d cry an ocean if it was her I couldn’t see
Just the thought alone and I’d become a deep blue me
Until I stole your heart again but that’s no guarantee 

Baby won’t ya love me and never let me go
I would swim forever just to let you know

If the words were in the sky, well a sparrow I would be
I’d mingle with the clouds, ask how the heavens came to be
I’d talk about the ground and how my angel came to me 
With two feet in the dirt and a smile made to see

And if I know the clouds which I can say I do
As a kid I watched their shifting shapes stitch across the denim blue
Well they’d turn green with envy, ditch the sky to come get you
Then I’d plummet to the ground with my luck I’d fall right through

I know I never listen but I could find the time
I’d fight off all the clouds just to make you mine

Now if the words were lost, to be never seen again
I could make them up or I could just pretend
Fill a couple pages with some lines that never end
About a textile love and a heart that just won’t mend

And I could fill a library with the books I’d write in time
I could reap acclaim but I’d know they weren’t mine
I’d still turn over every page to the one it left behind
Looking for my pearl, my angel, my rhyme


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