Dreary ft. Hatsune Miku

Song Title: Dreary Voice: Miku V4X - Piapro This is my 6th work bumbul833 helped with lyrics Off vocal: https://piapro.jp/t/jcrO [Lore tid bits - Lyrics at bottom vvv ] Noones gonna watch this but I'm gonna talk about it anyways Dreary is going to be my 2nd last work before I release Aqua sometime in the near future. While its MV isn't too impressive ALL THAT MATTERS IS THAT I TRIED 🧂 .... kinda (I had to fight a 2 week deadline to get this ready for a concert yikes). This song is about wendigos and whatever they do (other than murder) I originally wanted for the viewers to be chased by the wendigo but then I realised it might be cooler if we followed the wendigo. (I'm starting to see a trend in my songs where all the characters are just anthropomorphized anime girls) The start of this song is meant to be really intense and really dreadful, running through a forest, getting stalked and chased by the wendigo. At least until the weird piano break... Then the song just becomes a typical jpop song??? Origin I think the origin of dreary is the most important part of it as it originated from one of my lowest points writing music. I had hit a point where I just stopped being able to do anything, I lost my ability to compose, to draw and the willingness to accept myself. I was writing and drawing non-stop every day to try and revitalize anything I had left in me, feeling like all of my effort was put to a useless cause. That's where Dreary came from. A disgusting mess that was born out of a point where I just hated myself. When I had created it, I hated it so much that I felt like I needed to quit. But I didn't. I don't think music is something I can easily give up on when it's so deeply rooted into me. Even though I have lost the passion to continue writing, I'm willing to try again. So I continued writing. And writing. And soon I find myself climbing back to where I started, slowly but surely. I'm not there yet, but I'm still trying. And that's what matters to me. 🦐 - moral support shrimp Other notes I've learnt to NOT rush things because writing burnout is a thing and you can easily mess up a song if you don't give it some time (e.g. all my other songs). Dreary is pretty unique because I wanted it to sound like SOS (stagnasis of self ) because this is the closest thing I've had to my own style, just being OVERLY CHAOTIC IN EVERY FACET. A lot of friends ask me why I wanna write in japanese even though I don't know it: A. I want to learn B. EN MIKU SUCKS Lyrics: Wade through darkness Never to see light of day Fade in silence Smouldering heat of decay Feel the tempered heart Take my mind apart See the spine length arch Rising form of madness 出来られなぁい 聞こえない まだまだ, 死なれない この夢 は もやしている 見つけられない 仮令逃げたい ほんとに 何も知らない 見られない でぐち ハートなかに 赤やけた この感じは 褪せていく その色が 汚くなったー 　 不安夢は 灰に焼けた でもまだ 抱き続きている きづけば もう冷えった Yet again, your words That seem to fall short Trace it back together Vacant tracks the Myriad gaze, a flower Counting the petals That soon to wither away I can’t stand still, Tethered by anguish the Words you time and time again tried to say Counting I'd Pick it up and again Mess it up all again, For a pointless freedom And again another And again I’m at the edge of self-control Falling to the ruse of my deception The guilt bid redemption play the sinners role At the end of words that still hold true What you answer to? Things that filter through What is it about you? Yet again another, And again another voice that echoed Through the basins Of my hallowed heart From one to another Words that seem a bother I had lost myself in endless hatred Memorial of my past, Yet a bleak existence had called out to me Find solace in the silenced heart I turned away, away For another future For another past For another myself, I could love The silent cold I held so close To fall apart All alone Far gone Silent echoes whisper in a disarray Coldness brushed against etchings of where I lay This… Shouldered warmth Which I scorned Stargaze forth myself I mourned And yet again, I find I'm At the edge of self-control All the time that I had Spent in my own absence, That I’d thrown away a tainted “love” And yet again, a spark of Anguish spelt the tempered soul Making promises to Find my only purpose, Find the words that conveyed my own With what I could mustered I Called out again And again another, and again another Call so desperately Falling to the ruse of my deception, the guilt bid redemption Find the ecstasy of words I had lost within my self Make it to the end, watch the nightfall send A pain you still defend, Can’t you apprehend? Yet again another And again another Voice that echoed through the basins of my hallowed heart