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旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風),而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素,以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲,通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
歌詞
"I mean music is like the, almost the prime vehicle for nostalgia"
One more?
Oh dude, this has gotta be Brothers In Arms or some shit
Yeah, you know what, when you say shit like that it's always right
It's been a while since you felt this way
Feels like just a couple months, and you'll be the same
But if you give it time, that moment realized
You won't accompany yourself 'til you hit the grave
You've been a product of nostalgia
Treat a core memory like a Valium
Flashbacks, FOMO for the past
You didn't wanna go, and know it's wrapped up
Keep breathing
(You keep breathing)
You're seething
I feel that memory relapse
You'd see it
(You keep seeing)
It's pretend
You place your bets on pretense
I never want it to end unless I'm deep in the bends
I'll message all of my friends, can't get the grip to hit send
I fold and then I start spending, grease to tablet, my pen slid
Take a photo, relentless, then I take it again
You won't get it, in a minute it'll hit you hard
Keep that song finished, with it maybe you can spit some bars
With that you listen, listen, listen, try to change some parts
Then you revisit many visions that are miles apart
(You keep breathing)
(You keep seeing)
It's been a while since you- "This'll teach ya!"
Feels like just a couple months, and you'll be the same
But if you give it time, that moment realized
You won't accompany yourself 'til you hit the grave
"Hahahahaha!"
Feels like just a couple months, and you'll be the same
But if you give it time, that moment realized
You won't accompany yourself 'til you hit the grave
Exiled in the middle of a trash heap
Understand how you could get a little rowdy
That child had a vision in the sound, see
He would pass out if the room was getting crowded
You wanted something, and you found it
Break away the moment that you are around it
I look back on those moments like I rewound it
Maybe if I did it better I'd be out, shit
You found it silly to put stuff in your lungs
You had a taste of it just once and said you'd do it for fun
And now it's passive how you do it, try your hardest to run
I can't recall the last moment that I felt like I won, maybe 'cus
It's been a while since I've felt this way
Felt like just a couple months, and I'll be the same
But if I give it time, that moment realized
I won't accompany myself, 'til I hit the grave
It's been a while since you felt this way
Feels like just a couple months, and you'll be the same
But if you give it time, that moment realized
You won't accompany yourself 'til you hit the grave
(You'd let it go)
(Please take control)
(You'd let it go)
(Please take control)
You would wait a couple minutes trying to not be late
Chalking up the indecision to a vision of fate
Every passive ill-conclusion wasn't nothing to break
'Cus in the past you never knew what you had wanted to say
In a messed up way you're happy
Try to find what fear you're lacking
With a right mind, take it all and change your life
(You'd let it go)
(Please take control)
"You know what? I'm really quite happy right now"
(You'd let it go)
(Please take control)
October seventh, handed off to the rest
April 11th, lot of jealousy to get off your chest
It's August 23rd, dropping it, the weight on your head
December second, feeling's doubled, pass it on to the next
Fourth of July, talking to her, bottled all of the stress
September fifth you had to tell her you'd been trying your best
On May fifth a stupid twist made you 180 your friends
November second, you'd indulge in it, it hit you direct
On March 20th freaking out, thinkin' you might be dead
Bring in October, life's changing, trip on all that you've said
The next June got you weeping, breaking shit on your desk
Into November, bad decisions motivated by sex
April to December next, just a blur to the rest
I've calmed down now, mind and body feeling distressed
These moments flashing by relentless, put nostalgia in debt
When I talk to you, ain't something that I'll fucking forget, bitch!
"Fucking shit-cock, show yourself!"
"Shit-cock?! AHH! OH MY GOD-"
Written by: Robert Finlow

