Cooking Up Something Good - Mac Demarco 

played, recorded, and mixed on the tascam portastudio DP-01 in my bedroom
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Cooking Up Something Good (Mac Demarco Cover)

Complement - Cameron Elgart 

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played, recorded, mixed on the tascam portastudio DP-01 in my bedroom

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Complement

My Girl (Demo) - Crush The Monster 

written by Cameron Elgart

played, recorded, mixed on the tascam portastudio DP-01 in my bedroom

My Girl(Demo)

- atlanta - 

I want to love you so bad 
But I don't know if I can

When you fall into the mud 
I'll be there to drag you through 
If you're ever feeling down
I'll be there to lift you up

If you take a chance on me 
Maybe one day we'll see 
If you are the one for me 

I want to love you so bad
But I don't know if I can 

When you really need a hand 
You can have both of mine 
If you feel like your flame is out 
Baby, I'll light you up 

If I'm ever hurting too 
When I stay in bed till two 
I hope you say the same 

I can be the person 
who tells you every morning
I love you 
I can be the warden 
to your prison cell 
if you need me to

And when I'm alone 
all I think about is you

ATLANTA (Demo)

- Dirt -

Contort my glass and fire my spinal line
Escape the melting shackles around my mind
Taste your droughted hands against my throat
Divide my empty palm in a loaded gun 

When the dirt comes falling down 
Where do we go 

Steal the smoking hills for yourself 
And I'll take my arid life and let it burn 
Fill the soulless void in my head 
Conspire my eyes and let them between the fire 

When the dirt comes falling down 
Where do we go 

Suck the life from my bones

Dirt (Demo)

- The Call -

I can't wait to see her
to feel her again
I can't wait to meet her
to love her again
 
Racing back home she's the only one I know
Why can't it always feel like this?
Like this, like this. 

Sitting by the telephone
waiting for a call
Hoping that the setting sun
will bring her on home

I can wait to spite her
to break her again
I can wait to leave her 
to hate her again 

Smoking all alone, she's the only one I suppose 
Why does it always feel like this?
Like this, like this. 

Sitting by the telephone 
waiting for a call 
Hoping that the setting sun
will bring her on home

Lyrics by Cameron Elgart

Cameron Elgart

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