Out Of The Trap
by @chimpkin
Liner Notes
#alternative
This one was a bit of a slog - it was meant to be a quick song! I think the guide drums I used to record the skeleton of the track had an odd timing which meant the start of each section was off-time. I ended up rerecording it all to fix that.
Not sure exactly what it's about, lyrics usually come second for me so just I have something to sing. I should probably think more about the words... That can be my next challenge - focus on the lyrics. Write something meaningful, that resonates with listeners.
Guess you could say this is about remaining friends, or at least being amicable.
I like the middle 8 melody line - it feels different to what I would usually write. This may be because it was written quickly just to have one. I'll have to adopt that approach some more; think about the words, go with the flow on the music.
Lyrics
VERSE 1
If I sound dumb it’s not the rum
Crawl to the shore
Reach out for more
PRE-CHORUS
Out of the trap
The finish line looks distant
But it still remains consistent
And it’s just
One more lap
We go around again and
get so dizzy that we can’t walk straight
CHORUS
Don’t say to me (repeat)
We can still be the friends
That you want in the end
We can ride on the bus
To the very last stop
But we can’t even start if we don’t have the end in mind
VERSE 2
Through fire and rum
The old die young
Carve out a hole
Watch the world roll
PRE-CHORUS
Out of the trap
The finish line looks distant
But it still remains consistent
And it’s just
One more lap
We go around again and
get so dizzy that we can’t walk straight
CHORUS
Don’t say to me (repeat)
We can still be the friends
That you want in the end
We can ride on the bus
To the very last stop
But we can’t even start if we don’t have the end in mind
MIDDLE 8
Given all the time it took
Escaped your hook
Landed back on solid ground
Give a man a rock to throw
It starts out slow
And builds to a cruel crescendo
CHORUS
Don’t say to me (repeat)
We can still be the friends
That you want in the end
We can ride on the bus
To the very last stop
But we can’t even start if we don’t have the end in mind