Anna Yvette | Anna Yvette - The Arsonist [ Synthwave, Synthpop, Retrowave ] @AnnaYvette | Uploaded 2 years ago | Updated 6 hours ago
*Sorry for the re-upload! The sound in the original was distorted so I wanted to correct that, my apologies!*
I wanted to incorporate the sounds of NYC in this song as it plays such a huge role in this song. Accompanied by powerful drums and searing synths, I hope that I've made a synthwave anthem you'll be singing for a long time.
The Arsonist is a toxic love triangle between NYC, an ex, and a broke Artist at the end of their rope facing eviction and living out of their car. Despite all of the odds being stacked against them, they continue trying to make it work.
Thank you for listening! xo
distrokid.com/hyperfollow/annayvette/the-arsonist
Lyrics:
Drinkin' on a Sunday
Forget tomorrow's Monday
All of the money's gone
Walkin' down the streets
Tryna make ends meet
But nobody wants to hear my song
Got a notice on my door
Sayin I can't live here no more
What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?
Light another cigarette
Dancin' with my silhouette
Pretend that it's you
That it's you, you, oh whoa oh
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
I never wished you well
'Cause I'm not a liar
It burns like hell
When you're on fire
Fire, Fire
Drinkin' on a Tuesday at twelve o'clock
Self medicating to absorb the shock
Sold everything I've ever owned
My car is the place I call home
Never been one to ask for much
When the good gets goin', the goin' gets tough
New York City's never been kind
But for some reason I can't leave her behind
Oh, oh whoa oh
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
I never wished you well
'Cause I'm not a liar
It burns like hell
When you're on fire
Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire
*Sorry for the re-upload! The sound in the original was distorted so I wanted to correct that, my apologies!*
I wanted to incorporate the sounds of NYC in this song as it plays such a huge role in this song. Accompanied by powerful drums and searing synths, I hope that I've made a synthwave anthem you'll be singing for a long time.
The Arsonist is a toxic love triangle between NYC, an ex, and a broke Artist at the end of their rope facing eviction and living out of their car. Despite all of the odds being stacked against them, they continue trying to make it work.
Thank you for listening! xo
distrokid.com/hyperfollow/annayvette/the-arsonist
Lyrics:
Drinkin' on a Sunday
Forget tomorrow's Monday
All of the money's gone
Walkin' down the streets
Tryna make ends meet
But nobody wants to hear my song
Got a notice on my door
Sayin I can't live here no more
What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?
Light another cigarette
Dancin' with my silhouette
Pretend that it's you
That it's you, you, oh whoa oh
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
I never wished you well
'Cause I'm not a liar
It burns like hell
When you're on fire
Fire, Fire
Drinkin' on a Tuesday at twelve o'clock
Self medicating to absorb the shock
Sold everything I've ever owned
My car is the place I call home
Never been one to ask for much
When the good gets goin', the goin' gets tough
New York City's never been kind
But for some reason I can't leave her behind
Oh, oh whoa oh
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
It burns like hell
But it tastes like heaven
I never wished you well
'Cause I'm not a liar
It burns like hell
When you're on fire
Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire