Play Guns

MeFi Music

Continuing my ambition of actually finishing and posting projects, here's a little love letter to the early 90s. Still has spooky themes! The drums are fine. Could have spent another year doing them properly. Lyrics in the fold.
"In this city (filled with pretty grad students and endless reasons to get out of bed today), you better find something to love. You better have something to say. No one wants to hear about some famous shit you gave!" she said. "Play guns," she said. "Play house," she said. She said, "Play guns!" She said... Haunted houses, holidays, and hired mouths made me this way. "When you lose your mind, you'll be the last to know. All these tough-love black and blues and [pep-rally] scars just teach you that the dizziest of heights ain't worth the lowest lows," she said. "Play guns! Play guns," she said. "Play hearts," she said. "Play guns," she said. She said...