PATIENCE

THERE WILL BE BLOOD

Coffee & Weed

Twenty Twenty

Roddy

LYRICS:

Beat up 
Belly up, belly up, barely looking for a ride home 

Time’s up  
Walking round the clock waking up in other time zones 

Get down  
Pack it up, pack it up, cause I really wanna skip town 

I’m in and I’m out 
Right here, right now 

Oh she’s onto me  
Batter up, batter up, baby let’s go  
Oh she’s haunting me  
Hold me up but I really wanna let you down 

Really wanna let you down 
Really wanna let you down 
Really wanna let you down 

Lose touch 
Follow up, follow up, tell me something that I don’t know 

Hands up  
Had enough had enough always looking for a low blow 

Outta sight is outta mind 
On the side I draw the line 
It’s black and it’s white 
The colours don’t lie 

Oh she’s on to me  
Batter up, batter up, baby let’s go  
Oh she’s haunting me  
Hold me up but I really wanna let you down 

Really wanna let you down 
Really wanna let you down 
Really wanna let you down 

Oh she’s on to me  
Oh she’s haunting me  
Hold me up but I really wanna let you down 

Really wanna let you down 
Really wanna let you down 
Really wanna let you down


Sally Shaar - Vocals 
Zach Zanardo - Guitar, Bass, Background Vocals 
Jordan Circosta - Drums, Percussion, Background Vocals 
Holly Jamieson - Synthesizers, Synth Bass, Background Vocals 

Produced by Ryan Worsley 
Engineered by Matt Di Pomponio at Union Sound Company and Palace Sound 
Mixed by Ryan Worsley at Echoplant Recording Studios 
Mastered by Reuben Ghose at Mojito Mastering

RWLYD (Really Wanna Let You Down)

A song about love, theft and murder.

Lyrics:
Now I know you think I’m young and out of control And of course you live halfway across the world There was something in the air with you
Golden beauty, we kiss on cue
Theres nothing in this world that I won’t do
Im going to Philadelphia You’ve got me in my brain I’m rolling to the station Gonna sprint on to that train Gonna get down on one knee
We can watch the stars Drive some fancy cars
You know I can’t afford ‘em But I’m not tryna bore ya
I know you feel the same way
When we roll into pubs all I know is that she is lovely
And we drink to our love until we’re all out of money
So we go to the club in the slum for an M16
And we sell our souls for diamonds, gold, family, and limousines
Oh, we left the engine running she was stunning and the diamonds were free I can’t believe she shot the jeweler I can’t lose her she’s my killer queen
We can dip to Mexico, maybe hit the slopes
Then we’ll sip Coronas, road dome in the rover We can take some acid, gun down all the fascists Strut down to the jungle, you and me and thunder
I’ve lost count of the days
Now I know things got out of control, Mr. Judge And theres half of a human laying there in the mud But if theres one thing that you have to understand  She had no idea
But she said no Mr. Judge, I have to talk
I did it for my love, for my one, for my rock
I did it for the wanted posters on the block  
And I did it so you can suck my -
She’s Breezy, Breezy, breezin’ on through  Im easy and sleazy, I’m right for you 
We listen, ain’t trippin’, breezin’ on through  Im gifted, she’s fitted, I’m right for you

Breezy

This has been my summer 2020 baby. I was supposed to do a whole E.P but I had inconsistent motivation and a lot to relearn about recording and production. This is a pre-release, rough mix I made overnight to get it out by a personal deadline of mine;  haven't even thought of a real artist name yet. Might get a professional to mix it if I remain unsatisfied with future mixing endeavours. I hope you enjoy listening!

How's Life (Rough Mix)

Them Changes (Thundercat) (Ft. Hunter Martin and Shae Greco)

Toronto Indie Alternative Rock Artist 
https://pantherinperil.ca/

Formerly Sandpaper Meadows
Inquires - sandpapermeadows@gmail.com

Them Changes (Thundercat) (Ft. Hunter Martin and Shae Greco)

Panther In Peril