Produced by Lowbrow the Hypnotic

Video: 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHLG9x4q9qE

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Felly - 7 Planets

Dreamy

Wood

As I’m waiting here for nothing
All the things I need to do
Run through my head for some reason
But I don’t want to see them through
Cannot bring myself to matter
Can’t get done what I need to

I feel all alone
I thought that you would understand
I feel all alone
Hanging my head into my hands

I’m not tired but I’m sleeping
I’m wide awake throughout the night
They tell me this is just a season
But I don’t see an end in sight

Waiting For Nothing

Another day, another rough demo from my arsenal of moody musings.

LYRICS:
You had it in ya  
to twist me -
like something you caught. 
You had it in ya 
to resist me -
I guess I was really wrong, 
manifestin’ melancholy
is such a turn-off.
A mystic to a melody 
who would’ve thought?

O’Heretic, come arrest me
before I start goin’ off. 
A little fodder for your diary - 
at least somethings’ goin’ on!
Here’s the part you get mad at me for all that work I forgot.
Here’s the part you thank your stars for all the things
I am not. 

Code red, black, and blue
Don’t say I didn’t warn you…

I’m the storm
I’m the shelter
I’ll keep you warm 
But you know I’ll make it 
hell first. 
Clouds will part
I’ll be the ether
Free fallin’ 
ain’t getting any cheaper.

You want a clue?
Well, come and get.
I won’t pay your dues -
or anyone else’s. 
I’ve seen it all -
upside down to infinity.
I’ve been in the void 
and the void has been 
inside of me. 
(hey)
You don’t look the type
to occupy what’s empty.
Here’s a thought: hey, while they’re asleep, 
we can mystify the envied.
Let’s trip to another century
Let’s right those fuckin’ wrongs
Like it’s our destiny and
Let’s act like you really belong 
right next to me. 
Hang back
You could never belong right next to me
Hand back 
whatever ticket you bought 
to my songs and schemes. 

So, you say the grey can’t change?
I’m on my way to something new.
Time can shake dreams half-baked
Into something you can really feel, 
And that’s really true!
Sometimes running away is 
the right thing to do 
Sometimes running away is all you can choose.
I’m running right past 
On my soul path 
cause I’m on to you.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you…

I’m the storm
I’m the shelter
I’ll keep you warm 
But you know 
I’ll make it hell first. 

I’ll be so calm
I’ll be so centered
When I learn how to be
different kinds of weather.

Storm And Shelter (demo)

Too young to recognize
Too old to be so wise
Too tired to go to bed
Too much caffeine instead

Too late to feel alive
Too late to feel alive

Not enough compromise
Not enough in your eyes
Not enough time, I’m ‘fraid
Not enough effort made

Too Late

Starting again
I won’t let you in
I won’t let you in
I won’t let you hurt me again
Because I know that you will
I know that you will

Falling into
The same old mistakes
I’ve already made
I want it to be different with you
Because I know that it will
I know that it will

Walking into
This home that we made
It isn’t too late
This time it will stay different with you
Because I know that it will
I know that it will

I never wanted us to say goodbye
I cannot let us drift away

Starting again
I wish that we could start over again

Starting Again

Wrote this song in about 15 min. Sorry for the attitude (I'm still not gonna drop the attitude tho). 

LYRICS:
Baby, what you call fate
I call tequila!
Blowin smoke all day
Yeah, just to tease ya'

I’m the right girl 
in the wrong place 
You’re a bad guy
With good taste 

Let’s play! 

That’s what they call a 
False flame, you’re 
just my shadow’s soul mate 
Meant to 
teach me a lesson 
In the darkest direction 
Like this lace I’m dressed in 
all this rage is restless 
maps I made are messed cuz
hell cuts right through heaven 

How’s that for redemption? 

Lighting up Plato’s cave 
Delude the maker 
Easy now, Hemingway 
I'm a taste that you can’t savour 

You’re the right guy 
in the wrong place 
I’m a bad girl 
With a night to waste 

Let’s play! 

That’s what they call a 
False flame, you’re 
just my shadow’s 
soul mate 
Meant to 
teach me a lesson 
In the darkest direction 
Like a rake, I’m reckless  
maps I made are feckless
hell cuts right through heaven 
Heaven 
Heaven 

Another lesson to learn 
Another letter to burn 
Anti-hero like her
Another stupid girl

Lurking around my door 
My body is a temple 
Step a little closer and you can 
decorate the altar 
Better not tell my simps 
Martyr to monster 
Tally up all my sins 
Then make room for another!

That’s what I call a 
False flame, you’re 
just my shadow’s 
shallow soul mate 
Meant to 
teach me a lesson 
In the darkest direction 
all these maps are reckless
all this shame is feckless 
How's that for redemption?
How's that for redemption?

FALSE FLAME

cult leader lana del rey

Okkk this is a rough demo - give me a break. I'll redo it soon, I promise. 

LYRICS:
Red wine and cigarettes 
I’ve got all kinds of vices 
Never been too 
inclined to repent
Tugging on heartstrings 
And melancholy threads 
Pulling off cons 
with no chance of regret 

A dilettante -
not too deliberate -
indulging in habits 
too delicious 
to ever quit.
Indiscriminate,
no man is innocent! 
Cracking skulls 
with the sharpest of wit. 
Pockets full of stars 
that landed right on my head. 

It’s raining:

Red wine and cigarettes 
Cause life ain’t 
any better yet!  
I’ve been to hell and back -
can you picture this: 
I went down to hell again, 
just for the hell of it! 

A bright light 
can’t shine
without a little bit
of darkness to temper 
all the tenderness. 

Wasting time, but 
I’m not even wasted!

I loved him once
I’m sure I’ll 
love someone again
Think I’ll kick men
to the curb
and lick my wounds
until then.

You wanna give war a try?
Need I remind of the lies??
I was the first to arrive!
She was the second in line!
The storyline was so trite…
I dried my eyes out of spite.

Cut my teeth on 
Angel’s breath
and limerence,
But I’ll tuck those 
nasty quips
right back 
under my empty bed.
I said:
Pour me some red wine 
and light up my cigarette -
just don’t call me 
the other woman 
ever again! 

Call me the vice queen!
Call me heavy-handed!
Call up Dionysus
we can try this tryst again
(x2)

Red wine and cigarettes. 
I’ve got all kinds of vices. 
Red wine and cigarettes. 
That’s just how I like it!

The Vice Queen (DEMO)

LYRICS:
On the outside.
She’s laughing. 
with her girlfriends - 
It’s Friday. 
They’re yapping.
Another story. 
About a bad date. 
She’s feeling sorry…
It’s so humiliating, 
Catching love that ain’t worth saving
Another tale of the trenches, or 
Is this a cry for attention?...

She’s was confident, but I can see
The coolest girl is unravelling…

Manic pixie breakdown 
Not your average crash-out
Get thee to a bar!
call the love doctor
Charge up the crystals
Blame your father! 

The hottest girl in any room
She’s every guy’s wet dream come true
Tonight she’s in a funny kind of mood
She’s doing shots, yeah, she’s cutting loose! 
Reconciling her wasted youth…

As the night drags on, she starts to see
The play she’s in might be a tragedy 

Manic pixie breakdown 
Not your average crash-out
Spark up a blunt
Find a little comfort
She’s everyone’s fiend but
Nobody’s mother 

In a moment of clarity, 
She asks me, with all sincerity:

If it’s not deep
Why do I feel so hollow? 
Don’t worry baby, I’m sure
He’ll call you tomorrow! 

With all of this grief 
sure pays to be shallow 
Don’t overestimate
How much you can swallow…

before she burns another bridge
she finds a stranger to make out with...

Manic pixie breakdown! 
The poetry, it just pours out
Self-destructions’ assured now 
Manic pick-pick-pick pick me 
Singin’ Dolly and Whitney 
Come on, say it with me, it’s a 
Manic pixie breakdown! 
Manic pixie breakdown!

Manic Pixie Crash-Out (DEMO)

oh, she's a poet ! 
(irreverent indie/folk/pop/country/rock)

Manic Pixie Crash-Out (DEMO)

Liv Wakes