Name: Everything You Wanted by Fields Holiday
Duration: 3 min 5 s
Description: Everything You Wanted

Everything you wanted you got it all right

Some good stuff in here. Some cool rhythms, bass lines, harmonies, etc. It’s got some Tame Impala vibes. That said, for me, it’s too repetitive to be a song. I hope you flesh it out with some more lyrics, instrumentals, or even just some effects to change things up.

Fun bubblegum track, I like the really simple progression & instrumentation

Super cool lend of old and new ☀️☀️☀️

Who You Are

Everything You Wanted

Notable Achievements: 

#40 on Re-Ex Underground Top 40 (24/9/23)

Atmospherics is a collection of 8 tracks that captivates the listener with sonic textures and beats that reflects our atmosphere. Incorporating found sounds and using enhancing resonators, EPiraten merges the organic sounds of nature with the synthetic manufactured sounds of the studio. Triboelectric Reprise is the album's finale. It uses the live atmospheric recordings found in the previous tracks to bring the album to a rising crescendo.

Atmospherics

Triboelectric Reprise

SUPPORT

Coming soon! We pretend to be fine.
There's a fire in the wastelands. What's mine?
Waste of time.
There's a fire.
We Survive.

There's a crack in the side of the farm.
You would think that they'd run, but they stay.
Waste the light.
Avoid the night.
Stay alive. 

There's a river that's flowing with gold.
That you get, when you're good, if you're old.
Waste of life.
Taste the Night.
Stoke the fire.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

There's a message we sent to the sky.
Imagine that won't be getting too far.
Trip the wire.
To the stars.
To the stars.

There's a man on the moon, and he's heating a Spoon.
As he looks sadly down on the earth.
There's a cow.
What's that now?
Holy cow.

Wee Willie runs through the town.
Crying loud as he seeks them all out.
Get to bed.
In your head.
Go to bed.

All you've got left are some rust, cans of peaches.
A pile of old vizzes and porn.
A fray bentos pie and your rosy complexion.
There's no one left you rely on. 

A bust of Beethoven, a packet of suet.
A commemorative plate, a Princess Di coin.
An overfilled ashtray, a battered red jumper.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitelys.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possiblys.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows 
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. Now I'm gone.

Interstellar... Toodle-oo

Next To

Get It Right

I never thought I'd say it
Like a brick through our window
That let our house start shaking

I didn't think I had it in me
To break what I've known
And let these walls be forsaken

But I'm not sure I ever knew you
Like you needed me to
But I swear I could taste it

I tried my best to ignore it
But the seed it took root
And shed the fruit that's now wasted

Why did I waste my time
Falling down hills to climb?
All who knew me saw right through me
What did I hear you say
This is a hollow play?
Not much to doubt while bleeding out

Sometimes I cannot see me
So I'll pull a sheet over
To give me some shape now

I hope I'll be able to find me
In the void it creates
There's a beauty in the breakdown

Who are you to say
I'm better off to stay
What don't kill me, might just heal me
What did I hear you say
This is a hollow play?
Not much to doubt while bleeding out

I'm holding out for hope now
That when the bottom drops out
They'll be something to catch me

But sometimes it's nice to fall
At such great heights
You can see it all completely

There's not much to doubt
While bleeding out
There's not much to doubt
While bleeding out
There's not much to doubt
While bleeding out
There's not much to doubt
While bleeding out

Bleeding Out

Beside Oneself

MY SIN

Lyrics,Produced, Music, All instruments by Nakita Demir.Vocal Arrangements,Vocals,
Mixing,Mastering,Engineering,Recorded, etc 
Powered By Nb Nakita for Nb Nakita Productions

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Everything You Wanted

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