

I’m singing ’cause I’m lonely, mate,
tripping over my own bloody feet.
Stuffed tomorrow in a battered bag,
hoping it wouldn’t bail on me.

Back then I acted dead high-brow,
now I’m daft and rough around the edges.
But that whiff I caught in passing
brings your ghost right back to centre stage.

This heart’s gone proper rusty,
and some dodgy wind keeps cutting through.
Didn’t clock my life was falling out of line —
every bit of it warped in my view.

But when I chuck the whole lot out,
the one thing left standing is this tune.
Even if the world caves in on itself,
there’s still a spark kicking in my chest.

I’ve dumped every dead-weight memory,
but one thing simply won’t piss off.
This tune’s my proof I’m still alive —
louder than anything I’ve lost.

All that pride I clung to, mate,
turned out useless, just dead weight.
They called me stubborn as a kid —
fair shout, I guess they weren’t wrong.

Still I gripped this thing for dear life,
wouldn’t let it slip for anything.
Shoved every brittle bit of me inside,
let the song drown what I couldn’t face.

This heart’s gone chipped and corroded,
and the wind’s gone full-on mental now.
And even when the days drag me under,
this voice of mine just won’t bow out.

But when I chuck the whole lot out,
the one thing left standing is this tune.
No matter how the world collapses,
these lungs of mine still back the song.

I’ve dumped every bit of cluttered grief,
but one thing simply won’t piss off.
This tune’s my proof I’m still alive —
deeper than any tear I’ve lost.

Night comes crashing like cheap glass,
rust flakes falling off my chest.
Can’t tell what’s truth and what’s bollocks —
maybe I don’t need to anymore.

All the crap I’ve tossed behind me,
I won’t dress it up as memories.
If I can sing, then I’m still here —
no bastard’s taking that from me.




And if the whole thing ends one day,
the only thing left breathing is this tune.
Even when my voice cuts out for good,
it’ll echo soft inside of you.

Even if I scrap the whole damn world,
this tiny spark still carries on.
This tune’s the only thing I am —
standing by my rusted heart, still strong.


This Tune Won’t Die

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Exploring electronic sounds, from hypnotic minimal beats to glitchy experiments.
New track created with Suno, more to come.

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This Tune Won’t Die

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