Artificial_Acappella
queeniemusic
Artificial is a weird little tune I wrote a long time ago. I’m not sure if it has any potential but I decided to upload it anyway. There is no compression, fx, or eq on it—it’s totally raw.
I recorded this acappella with a click track at 111. Please have fun with it.
Key of G
(Lots of F and A flat chords used)
111bpm
Lyric:
Beauty lies
You don’t see what you believe
Poison eyes flashing blue and gold and green
In disguise in the flashes of the ghosts and vague
Beware my dear, for it is a haunted place
Chorus:
Give, please give some more
There’s so much left to invoke
Must there be reason or sense
It’s just the grandest joke
Beautiful people
Glitter and stars
The blackness gleams with an edge
You should not go this far
Unreal
Little world of regular and steadfast ways
Jeweled hands beckon towards the night
The night is young and revelers are still at play
The stroke of twelve so many hours left ‘til light
They dance a frantic dance
They skitter and they glide
They host a frivolous masque
They take you deep inside
Pretty and perfect
Silver and gold
You don’t see rot and decay
The edges trimmed with mold
Unreal
Bloody spot upon gray suit and your new white shirt
There’s no need to wipe it away
Come with us, we promise that you won’t get hurt
In fact you’ll never know or want or hurt again
A festive sacrifice, a grin behind a mask
You go but you’ll never leave
Forget the world you had
Beautiful people, glitter and stars
Everyone loves you here, everyone knows who you are
Unreal
Unreal
I recorded this acappella with a click track at 111. Please have fun with it.
Key of G
(Lots of F and A flat chords used)
111bpm
Lyric:
Beauty lies
You don’t see what you believe
Poison eyes flashing blue and gold and green
In disguise in the flashes of the ghosts and vague
Beware my dear, for it is a haunted place
Chorus:
Give, please give some more
There’s so much left to invoke
Must there be reason or sense
It’s just the grandest joke
Beautiful people
Glitter and stars
The blackness gleams with an edge
You should not go this far
Unreal
Little world of regular and steadfast ways
Jeweled hands beckon towards the night
The night is young and revelers are still at play
The stroke of twelve so many hours left ‘til light
They dance a frantic dance
They skitter and they glide
They host a frivolous masque
They take you deep inside
Pretty and perfect
Silver and gold
You don’t see rot and decay
The edges trimmed with mold
Unreal
Bloody spot upon gray suit and your new white shirt
There’s no need to wipe it away
Come with us, we promise that you won’t get hurt
In fact you’ll never know or want or hurt again
A festive sacrifice, a grin behind a mask
You go but you’ll never leave
Forget the world you had
Beautiful people, glitter and stars
Everyone loves you here, everyone knows who you are
Unreal
Unreal