[Style: Indie / Alt / Dream Pop]
[Inspired by Fontaines D.C. × Djo]
[Tempo: ~102 BPM]
[Key: A Major (melancholy tone)]
[Mood: Detached, reflective, slightly numb]
[Production]
• [Clean electric guitar with chorus effect]
• [Warm analog synth bed]
• [Subtle bass groove (very steady)]
• [Tight indie drums (dry, punchy)]
• [Slight tape saturation / vintage feel]
• [Background vocal hums in chorus]
[Intro (guitar loop + soft synth)]
I think I’ve felt this before…
[Verse 1 (talk-sung, calm)]
Same room, same chair, same late-night glow,
Phone lights up but I don’t wanna know.
Everybody talking like it all makes sense…
I just nod and play along again.
I tried to change the way I think,
Tried to fix what I can’t quite link.
But every version feels the same…
Just a different kind of name.
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe I’m just tired of the noise again…
Maybe I don’t need to understand…
[Chorus (hypnotic, repetitive)]
It’s nothing new…
Nothing new…
Every thought just loops right through…
It’s nothing new…
Nothing new…
Same old feeling, different view…
[Verse 2]
People laugh, I laugh back too,
Feels automatic, like I’m supposed to.
There’s a space between what’s real and shown…
I don’t think I’m alone.
Tried to feel it, tried to care,
Tried to tell myself “stay there.”
But it fades before it lands…
Slips right through my hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe I’m just out of sync again…
Maybe I don’t need to fit in…
[Chorus]
It’s nothing new…
Nothing new…
Every thought just loops right through…
It’s nothing new…
Nothing new…
Same old feeling, different view…
[Synth solo]
[Bridge (dreamy, synth heavy)]
And I don’t know if it gets better…
Or if I just get used to it…
And I don’t know if I’m moving on…
Or just staying where I’ve been…
[Final Chorus (slightly lifted)]
It’s nothing new…
Nothing new…
But I’m still here, I made it through…
It’s nothing new…
Nothing new…
Maybe I’ll find something true…
[Outro (soft, fading)]
Or maybe this is it…
ELIROBB
