Name: Week 33 | Ghosts by super-secret-account
Duration: 4 min 5 s
Description: A track in 7/4. Someone told me I wasn't an edm producer. They weren't wrong, I'm just spiteful

Familiar faces in familiar places
The night has dawned and with it brought cases
Of beer, of wine
No bottles a bag that's fine
No one cares as long as it leads
To the oasis

This land they seek to find
Has been visited by many
But only in their mind
It's fun, it's free
You can sing way off key
The go to trip since the early days of mankind

I'm talking buzzed. Drunk. Lit, Intoxicated
Tipsy sloshed plastered totally inebriated
Here's hoping as I grow up
I don't become to jaded
Cuz I don't know what would do
Not absolutely wasted

Alone I sit and wave
I Watch my friends cheer and fly and
slowly start to sway
They spill, they change
They're suddenly so strange,
So here I stay, stay far far away cuz

I'm talking buzzed. Drunk. Lit, Intoxicated
Tipsy sloshed plastered totally inebriated
Here's hoping as the throw up
They don't become to faded (bleh)
Cuz I don't know what they will do while absolutely wasted!

How did we get here
What started as old fruit
Not only has a seat at the table
But fills every chair
Whether the hour is happy or sad
It'll be there
To get You

Buzzed. Drunk. Lit, Intoxicated
Tipsy sloshed plastered totally inebriated
Here's hoping as the throw up
They don't become to faded
Cuz I don't know what they will do while absolutely
Absolutely wasted!

I heard a gate at the White Cliffs of Dover that sounded like a club banger when swung, so I recorded it and it is now the drop. You can hear the original sound of the gate at the very end of the track lol

Dover

A track in 7/4. Someone told me I wasn't an edm producer. They weren't wrong, I'm just spiteful

Week 33 | Ghosts

super-secret-account

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