Catalog ID:572326Duration:3:54Tempo:Med FastVocal:Male Vocals Genre:Indie Rock Music
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Ultra catchy indie rock song with soaring ambient guitars, epic string sections and a 50's influenced singalong chorus. Perfect music for high energy and upbeat placements. MTV reality shows, sports, skating and surfing, TV commercials, house party, rock show, cable TV show, Friday Night Lights. Keywords: Snarky Witty Emotional Bouncy Epic Party Girls Boys Drama Witty Shins Weezer Vampire Weekend Phoenix Strokes alternative rock garage pop punk throwback retro
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Ultra catchy indie rock song with soaring ambient guitars, epic string sections and a 50's influenced singalong chorus. Perfect music for high energy and upbeat placements. MTV reality shows, sports, skating and surfing, TV commercials, house party, rock show, cable TV show, Friday Night Lights. Male Vocals, Indie Rock, Indie Rock
Long Description:Hush My Bones, Indie Rock Music, Indie Rock, buyout music, music for video and flash music loops
Keywords:Baby Honey Rox, Simply Thrilled Pure Popcorn and Hungry Beat riot grrl bands Belle and Sebastian garage rock revival The Strokes The Hives The Vines The White Stripes C86 Velvet Underground punk rock The Undertones Buzzcocks Ramones power pop melodies Aztec Camera The Fire Engines DIY punk Are You Scared To Get Happy The Von Bondies Yeah Yeah Yeahs The Killers Interpol Kings of Leon The Libertines Arctic Monkeys Bloc Party Franz Ferdinand Jet The Datsuns The D4 sentimental flashbacks teens tweens backyard cookouts in suburbia twisted bouncy fun finger-snapping road trip leisure goofing off goof off music opening credits intro introduction
Yours is a calculated veil to hide this week’s betrayal.
You’re ephemeral, your touch will poison all.
You take bad vibrations and store them deep within your chest.
The blood is boiling cold in your poisoned pulse.
But it’s alright.
I never thought that we would be alright, despite your slight of hand.
It’s all fine despite your eyes against me all night.
I’m just an unfamiliar thread in a mess of crimson hair.
If your scarf will fall, to the sheets we’re called.
And if I fall astray and follow all of the crooked daggers you own
will you lead me home so I can hush my bones?
I’m the Salinger to your Vonnegut.
You’ve got English acrobatics when you talk, but I don’t talk.
I can trust as much as your pointy shoes.
You’re not manic when you’re static so you walk, but I won’t walk.