Dirty FAWM Blues

3 weeks ago by @phylo

Liner Notes

For my first submission, I usually like to start out with a blues tune. Here's what I came up with starting at about 5 o'clock this AM. Please feel free to demo this one if it calls to you. #lyricsonly #blues #needscollab #needsmusic #FAWM

Lyrics

V
Well, the calendar flips, February rolls around
I'm locked in my studio, while no one's around
Fourteen songs to write, but my brain’s on the fritz
Every line feels like, this tune might be it

CH
Got the low down dirty FAWM blues
Locked away, I hang with my muse
My baby’s callin’, but I ain't coming through
I got the low down, dirty FAWM blues

V
I feel day five come and coffee's runnin' dry
I’m scribblin’ on napkins, it's makin' me cry
Every chord feels wrong, every rhyme is a mess
Drowning in the pressure, nothing but FAWM stress

CH
Got the low down dirty FAWM blues
Locked away, I hang with my muse
My baby’s callin’, but I ain't coming through
I got the low down, dirty FAWM blues

BR
The clock keeps on tickin', the days start to blur
I’m strummin’ my guitar while thinkin' of her
She leaves food at the door, like I’m some kinda ghost
I ain’t seen my baby since that Super Bowl post!

V
By the twenty-seventh day I’m hangin' by a thread
Got a pile of rough drafts and a pain in my head
The melodies may be limp and the words barely rhyme
But I pray to my muse, just this one last time

CH
Still got the low down dirty FAWM blues
But her lovin’ pulls me back from that ruse
February's over, no more solitude
She’s my forever, no more FAWM time blues

OUTRO (spoken)
Fourteen songs done
Now I need now some lovin'
We should take a little rest, now
'Cause Fifty Ninety ain't a-comin'

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