Nothing Left to Sell

Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, 122 BPM piano rock, grand piano, crashing drum kit, overdriven guitars, bass guitar, triumphant belted hooks, loud, ‑indie, ‑soft, ‑gentle, ‑sleepy, ‑lullaby, ‑whisper, ‑industrial, ‑trap hi-hat rolls, ‑drill, ‑choir, ‑gang shouts, ‑crowd chants, ‑Soft Fire, ‑lo-fi, ‑brass, ‑ballad, ‑organ, ‑keyboards, ‑metal, ‑slide guitar, ‑808, ‑sub bass, ‑handclaps, ‑cowbell, ‑punk, ‑country, ‑twang, ‑opera, ‑gospel, ‑funk, ‑ska, ‑horror, ‑Halloween, ‑generic rap voice, ‑crooning, ‑crooner, ‑breathy, ‑high light vocal, ‑talk-sing, ‑hushed, ‑legato, ‑silky, ‑smooth, ‑half-spoken, ‑close-mic, ‑spoken, ‑spoken word, ‑mumble, ‑mumble rap, ‑whispered, ‑laid-back, ‑low-energy, ‑thin vocal, ‑auto-tune, ‑dubstep, ‑EDM drop, ‑R&B, ‑emo, ‑reggaeton, ‑strings, ‑warm mid-range male vocal, ‑female vocals, ‑generic pop vocal

[Pre-Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, climbing]
Tenth year coming and the bank say no
So I rolled her to a stranger and I let her go

[Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, full chest]
Nothing left to sell, and we got it all
Two fools laughing in a one-car stall
Empty pockets but we standing tall
Nothing left to sell, and we got it all

[Verse 2: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, heavier]
Cash in a coffee can, a truck and a ramp
Kiln on a pallet by the garden lamp
Wrapped it in paper with a bow on the side
Hid it by the dryer with a blanket and pride
You came in smiling with a box of your own
Said open mine first, let the secret be known
Hands on the ribbon and my heart in my throat
Ten years of us in a cardboard boat

[Pre-Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, climbing]
Ten years of nothing but the two of us
Turned out to be the most we ever was

[Bridge: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, paper torn, piano and full drum kit crashing in together]
Paper on the floor
Chrome tank shining like a mirror in the door
Where's your wheel, love, where's your wheel
Sold it for the bike that I sold for the kiln
Laughing on the concrete till the laughing turn to tears
Nothing in this garage but the best of ten years

[Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted higher, every voice in the song belting]
Nothing left to sell, and we got it all
Two fools laughing in a one-car stall
Empty pockets but we standing tall
Nothing left to sell, and we got it all

[Outro: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, full voice, grand piano rings out and fades]
Got a kiln, got a tank
Got you

[End]

2286/7500

[Verse 1: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, full voice, driving] One-car garage with a drip from above Eight years of wrenching on the thing I love Engine on the bench, chrome on the shelf Built that machine like I built myself You on the wheel in the corner by the door Clay to your elbows and clay on the floor Shelves full of bowls that never got fired Dreaming of a shop with a sign and a buyer [Pre-Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, climbing] Tenth year coming and the bank say no So I rolled her to a stranger and I let her go [Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, full chest] Nothing left to sell, and we got it all Two fools laughing in a one-car stall Empty pockets but we standing tall Nothing left to sell, and we got it all [Verse 2: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, heavier] Cash in a coffee can, a truck and a ramp Kiln on a pallet by the garden lamp Wrapped it in paper with a bow on the side Hid it by the dryer with a blanket and pride You came in smiling with a box of your own Said open mine first, let the secret be known Hands on the ribbon and my heart in my throat Ten years of us in a cardboard boat [Pre-Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, climbing] Ten years of nothing but the two of us Turned out to be the most we ever was [Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted, full chest] Nothing left to sell, and we got it all Two fools laughing in a one-car stall Empty pockets but we standing tall Nothing left to sell, and we got it all [Bridge: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, paper torn, piano and full drum kit crashing in together] Paper on the floor Chrome tank shining like a mirror in the door Where's your wheel, love, where's your wheel Sold it for the bike that I sold for the kiln Laughing on the concrete till the laughing turn to tears Nothing in this garage but the best of ten years [Chorus: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, belted higher, every voice in the song belting] Nothing left to sell, and we got it all Two fools laughing in a one-car stall Empty pockets but we standing tall Nothing left to sell, and we got it all [Outro: Triumphant ringing-voiced male lead, full voice, grand piano rings out and fades] Got a kiln, got a tank Got you [End]

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