cc-plus commercial license available for this song.


This really happened, except the gun is a metaphor.

I had to get it out of my system somehow as I have a tendency to hold a grudge, and I prefer to start the new year fresh.

Vocals uploaded separately — here.

Special thanks to Audiotechnica for capturing the absolutely right feel for this track with his post-punk bass part, and to Haskel (aka HEJ31) for his inimitably expressive guitar playing.

And if anyone ever wants to help me with production (because seriously, I recognize that I need help), I would be ever so grateful, and I would even bake a pie for you. (For that reason I uploaded dry stems as I cut them for this track.)

LOADED WITH VITRIOL

you made me feel special
like we were one
you made me feel special
like I could do anything
then you got your gun
you got a gun
you got a gun
now I’m the lonely one

loaded with vitriol
triggered by rage
you spit then kicked me out — out of the way
you got your gun
you got your gun
you got your gun
now I’m the lonely one

I cried hot tears of surprise
shocked and alarmed that I could give rise to such anger, just trying to surmise where the road lies

you made me believe that you loved me
I was naive to ask you anything
you attempted rapproachment — I recognize it as such
but I won’t give you any more of my love
I won’t give you any more of my love
I won’t give you any more of my love
I won’t give you any more of my love