Make Music
v4
@Zai Kyaw
Make Music
v4
@Zai Kyaw
tekst piosenki
[Verse 1]
I woke up with a line in my head
Bare feet on the floor, still half-dead
Got a cheap mic, a bent-up chair
But I hear a whole world in the air
[Pre-Chorus]
Give me one good take
I can turn it gold
Heart on the record
Let it run, let it roll
[Chorus]
I'm going to make music
I'm going to make it loud
I'm going to make music
Pulling that feeling out
(I'm going to make music)
Out of my hands, through my chest
I'm going to make music
Yeah, I can't do less
[Verse 2]
Late bus home and a cracked phone screen
Still writing hooks on a grocery receipt
The drum hits first, then the words fall in
Like they knew my name before I began
[Pre-Chorus]
Give me one good take
I can turn it gold
Heart on the record
Let it run, let it roll
[Chorus]
I'm going to make music
I'm going to make it loud
I'm going to make music
Pulling that feeling out
(I'm going to make music)
Out of my hands, through my chest
I'm going to make music
Yeah, I can't do less
[Bridge]
If the room goes dark
I'll still sing on
If the tape runs thin
I'll keep it strong
(keep it strong)
One small spark
Then the whole thing starts
[Final Chorus]
I'm going to make music
I'm going to make it loud
I'm going to make music
Pulling that feeling out
(I'm going to make music)
Out of my hands, through my chest
I'm going to make music
Yeah, I can't do less
I woke up with a line in my head
Bare feet on the floor, still half-dead
Got a cheap mic, a bent-up chair
But I hear a whole world in the air
[Pre-Chorus]
Give me one good take
I can turn it gold
Heart on the record
Let it run, let it roll
[Chorus]
I'm going to make music
I'm going to make it loud
I'm going to make music
Pulling that feeling out
(I'm going to make music)
Out of my hands, through my chest
I'm going to make music
Yeah, I can't do less
[Verse 2]
Late bus home and a cracked phone screen
Still writing hooks on a grocery receipt
The drum hits first, then the words fall in
Like they knew my name before I began
[Pre-Chorus]
Give me one good take
I can turn it gold
Heart on the record
Let it run, let it roll
[Chorus]
I'm going to make music
I'm going to make it loud
I'm going to make music
Pulling that feeling out
(I'm going to make music)
Out of my hands, through my chest
I'm going to make music
Yeah, I can't do less
[Bridge]
If the room goes dark
I'll still sing on
If the tape runs thin
I'll keep it strong
(keep it strong)
One small spark
Then the whole thing starts
[Final Chorus]
I'm going to make music
I'm going to make it loud
I'm going to make music
Pulling that feeling out
(I'm going to make music)
Out of my hands, through my chest
I'm going to make music
Yeah, I can't do less
Styl muzyki
Pop anthem with bright four-on-the-floor drums, punchy bass, and sparkling synth stabs; verse rides tight clipped vocals, pre-chorus opens into rising harmony stacks, chorus hits with gang doubles on the anchor phrase, and the bridge strips to handclaps and a filtered synth pulse before the final lift. Close-mic lead, airy ad-libs, reverse swells into each chorus, crisp and glossy mix.
